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."Not Cade Jackson? Now, Griffen." James Masters, his publisher, grumbled out as his agent became visibly agitated."Calm yourselves.Wouldn't want either of you guys to have a heart attack.I've got another Cade novel in mind and it will be a good one.But this one, the book I'm writing now.this one's going to actually be great.It's still an action-adventure, but it has a lot more heart." He laid out the whole story — the hero's childhood friend, his death and the mystery surrounding it, including the possibility that the apparent perfect half of this duo may have committed an act of treason by stealing military technology.They looked at him silently with dollar signs and critical acclaim flashing in their eyes, until James finally blurted."Who's the villain? Who stole the military secrets?""Don't know.I guess you'll have to read it to find out.""Is this based on true events like your Cade books?" James asked.Griffen hesitated."Of course it is! All his books are," Stuart exclaimed as Griffen kept his face neutral."Is there a woman?""I hope so," he answered softly.He imagined Althea naked before him and his heart sped up at the thought of extending their story together.The men gave him confused looks but perked up when he added, "I'm still in the early stages, but I've written a few chapters.You'll find the plot summary, outline and what I've written so far in your inboxes.See you later gentlemen."He walked out hearing their frenzied excitement."Talk about crossover appeal.Women will finally buy one of his books.""We can make this a hit.""It's like Cade Jackson, but with a heart!"Heart, huh? How about that? Griffen thought.Trey greeted Griffen at the door of his Brooklyn brownstone, barefoot in nothing but a pair of jeans.He was jacked, with tattoos across his chest and arms,"Hey Griffen.Come in, man.""Cover up, dude.Jesus, you know I don't want to look at all that shit in your chest," Griffen said with a wince, referring to Trey's pierced nipples that were on display."Couldn't you be bothered to put on a shirt before I got here?""Sorry man, I was, uh, pretty occupied this morning," he said, rubbing the back of his neck and smirking.He snatched a T-shirt off the couch and pulled it over his head.As they walked into Trey's main room, a stunning blonde walked out of a back room in a sophisticated black sheath dress and just-fucked hair.She crossed the room to Trey, kissing him with copious tongue and slipping a piece of paper into his back pocket."Call me," she said with a husky voice.Trey smacked her ass and she giggled as she scurried out.Trey sat down in front of a huge desk with multiple computer monitors and equipment Griffen didn't even recognize, when a hot redhead emerged from the same back room.She kissed Trey, stopping to tweak his nipple rings through his T-shirt and slipped a piece of paper in front of him with a smile before whispering something in his ear that caused him to kiss her again and squeeze her ass."Not right now, I have to take care of some business, but thanks for a great night, Monique."She looked royally pissed before grabbing the paper back up and saying loudly, "It's Monica, asshole." And with that she stormed out."Got any more back there? A brunette perhaps?" Griffen said with a raised eyebrow, hoping the show was over."What can I say man? Chicks dig a nerd with muscles.""A rich nerd with muscles," Griffen added."Yeah, that helps, too," he said with a lascivious smile."And good thing, because I like variety.""Yeah, that was some variety that headed out of here.""You know me, I take all comers.The blonde was a stockbroker from Wall Street.She wanted to enjoy a taste of the wild side and I wanted to expand my portfolio.I got some stock tips out of her, too," he added with a wink."And the redhead?""Monique?""Monica," Griffen corrected and Trey simply smirked at him."Yeah, right.She was just smokin' hot and they didn't make me choose," he grinned."Good for you, man.I hope you found some time between all your diverse pussy to work on my project for a minute.""Hell yeah.""So, where are we at now?""I've been decrypting piece by piece.There's only a couple folders left for me to get into.The most heavily encrypted are the ones before the day he, uh.""Died," Griffen said over a scratchy throat."Yeah, died, right, sorry bro." Griffen just grunted and nodded toward the computer screen."I'm actually having some luck with the next set of documents.I just cracked into them last night.I was going to email them to you.""What are they? Why the delay?""I wanted to look at them a little more, uh.""Bullshit, why are you stalling? Just spill it, Trey.Christ.""Shit, all right man, I just wanted to be sure before I dropped this bomb on you dude.First one is a spreadsheet.""And.""Jack prepared it, a few days before he died.It lists amounts of money and bank account numbers.""Like he was tracking payments?""Or recording receipt of payments.""Fuck.Can you try to trace these account numbers?""Are you asking me to use my computer to infiltrate bank records? For shame."Griffen raised an eyebrow at him."I'll see what I can do." Trey turned back to his monitors."Then there's this one here, designs for something seriously badass.Look." Trey pulled the image onto a huge screen in front of them."Holy shit, that's specs for some kind of iron man suit.""Right.This would fall in the serious military shit category.Whatever this is, it's intense.I'm not into robotics, but I'm enough of an engineer to know that.There's a lot of these for different designs.Looks like a breakdown of how they're made, too.Was Jack working on this project?""Not that I can figure.According to his widow, he didn't do the military stuff."Drew whistled slowly."His widow, huh? She hot?"Griffen's muscles twitched."We are not going to talk about Althea, all right?""Oh, yeah.Sounds like she's definitely hot.Interesting.Well, what did he work on then?""He was working on 3D mapping when he died.""That is definitely not this.Can you talk to anyone in his department to confirm Althea is right? Maybe find out more about him?""Yeah.I can do that soon.""Good, because if he wasn't doing this serious military shit then that means he was accessing this info for another reason.""Right.Look, I've got to go pick something up.Let me know what else you find out and about those bank accounts."Griffen chewed on this new unpleasant information as he sat in the back of the cab [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]