On the other end, a man’s voice replied, “And the target?”
Lisa Ann smiled. It was a beautiful, terrible thing. “I funded a logistics company. What my clients do with my capital is their business. Your job was to protect my investment, not play crusader.”
“I draw the line at cages,” Lex said, his jaw tight. “And you didn’t just cross it. You danced on it.”
He looked down at her. For a moment, the air thickened. It wasn't desire. It was recognition. Two apex predators, finally circling the same carcass.
