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Somebody wants her dead. Her curves are a distraction, and she trusts me to get the bad guy. She needs me to fight for her…
I gnawed on the inside of my cheek as I stared down at the paperwork for my team’s new assignment. Fuck. It was shit like this I couldn’t stand. Sure, working in DC came with its fair share of jobs in politics. But I hated the stuff. I stayed away from them as much as I could.
But a woman being threatened was something I wouldn’t tolerate.
“That’s a pretty hard scowl you’ve got on your face.”
My eyes slowly rose as I watched Stash come into my office.
The man’s blond hair and baby blue eyes always threw everyone. He looked like a hefty dose of baby-boy innocence, until they saw how accurate he was with the guns on his hips. The man could shoot and reload faster than any man I’d ever seen, and it was skills like that I valued at my side. He worked for the US Capitol Police but was frequently attached to me whenever I had to take the political jobs just to make my personal-asset company look good in the eyes of the government.
I didn’t like the way he ignored the books, though. Rules were everything in my world, and Stash skirted them. At best.
I slid him the paperwork towards him as he flopped down into the chair in front of my desk. He reached over and picked them up, his eyes scanning the outline for the job.
“The new congresswoman? The hell’s she already gotten herself into?” he asked.
“She’s being threatened,” I said.
“But she’s not even wet behind the ears. She’s only been in her seat, what? Sixty-five days?”
“Dawn Fielding,” he murmured.
She was the newest addition to the House of Representatives. After the man that came before her died a couple of months ago, her state held reelections to fill the seat. She won by a landslide, and already her file was on my desk. While her supporters seemed to worship her, what with her name plastered all over the news lately, she wasn’t without her fair share of people who didn’t like her.
For starters, the two men who lost to her.
“Wow, these are some serious threats,” Stash said.
“And one of them even has a picture of her. She’s being stalked,” I said.
“Yeah. I saw that.”
“They’ve made threats against her life.”
“Yep. Saw that, too.”
“Scum of the earth, if you ask me,” I murmured.
“Tell me how you really feel,” he said, chuckling.
“How I really feel is this. I hate politics. I’m stuck working in the city of politics. And I can’t stand it when a woman is being targeted. Ever. Even if the reason is good. She’s a woman. Who the fuck does that kind of shit?”
“The kind of people you track down all the time?” he asked.
I glared at him, and he laughed.
“Relax, man. I mean, I don’t want to piss you off or anything, but I’d be giving anything away in my life to be the one guarding that woman. She’s hot,” Stash said.
I rolled my eyes. “Gimme that paperwork back.”
I snatched it out of his hand as he handed it back to me, laughter still falling from his lips.
“Come on, stop being such a stick in the mud. She is pretty. You gotta give her that,” he said.
“What I’m going to give her is protection. A safe life while she navigates the bullshit terrain of politics,” I said.
“I take it I need to be on the lookout for orders once you get the lay of the land?”
I escorted Stash out of my office, then left my company’s headquarters. I headed to Capitol Hill, where Rep. Fielding’s office was. My first step was recon. Making sure I understood the inner workings of how to get in touch with her. How to get to her office. Who all I passed by and who in the building seemed shady. I already knew where the cameras were, what the schedule for their security was.