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you could.” Her face turned solemn, but the corners of her eyes crinkled with impish laughter. “I had antiseptic wipes in my purse. I made sure he saw me use them.”
    “That’s my girl. So, is that it? You got talked into doing this show and then you saw Cruz again here?” He’d bet his large Caymanian bank account, it wasn’t.
    “Are you kidding?” She leaned over and examined his face. “Yeah, you’re kidding.
    He tried to see me several more times while he was in Chicago. In fact, he called the day after the show. I told him I did not date.”
    She flopped back against her seat and stared out the passenger-side window. “He didn’t listen. He’d just happen to run into me several times when I was out eating with friends or shopping. The fourth or fifth time it occurred, he asked me out again.” She laughed, and it didn’t sound like a happy ha-ha. “As I mentioned before, men ask me out all the time. I don’t think too much about it. I have a well-rehearsed and polite refusal.
    And it isn’t a made-up excuse—I do have a busy life outside of modeling.” If I wanted you, I wouldn’t let the story, true or not, stop me. I’d find a way to become part of that life.
    “Obviously, Cruz didn’t want to accept the story,” he said, staring straight ahead.
    The fact he shared a personality trait with Cruz didn’t make him happy—and just went to prove neither of them deserved Callie.
    He looked in the rearview mirror and noted his tails were maintaining at two to three car lengths. No shooting. Good. The Hummer was armored, but more and more of the terrorists of the world were arming themselves with armor-piercing bullets. They probably had instructions to do nothing unless he tried to take Callie out of the city.
    “Yeah, he was persistent. Sent flowers. Sent gifts. Sent notes swearing his undying admiration and love. All of which I returned. Then nothing. I thought good , he’s taken the hint … finally.” She shook her head. “I now realize his constant contact stopped when the final arrangements had been made for this trip. Dammit.” She hit the dashboard with her hand and shot him a glance filled with self-recrimination. “I bought into the trip. I mean, Evan and Chad would be here. They’d never willingly lead me or their crew into danger. They’re my brothers’ honorary uncles; we’re family. The job looked normal. The crew was the usual one Evan used. Elle magazine signed on to publish the shoot. The designer bent over backwards to make modifications so the clothing would suit my looks and figure since I’m hippier and fuller breasted than most models.”
    Oh, baby, had he noticed. She was a straight male’s walking wet dream.
    “I couldn’t imagine Marv setting me up.” She began to play with her hair once more.
    Shit, she’s stressed again. “He knew Cruz gave me the creeps. I told him so. But he did it anyway. Just wait until I get my hands on the dipwad, I’m making him pay.” Not if I get to him first.
    “Yeah, sounds as if you were set up. When I get you home, you need to let this go, Callie. Let Keely and Tweeter follow the money trail. It’s too dangerous for you to pursue the lead through your agent’s under-the-table money. Cruz deals with some real badasses including one of the most ruthless drug lords in the Western Hemisphere. You don’t want Paco’s cartel after you. You could be…”
    She cut him off by placing her hand on his thigh and squeezing . Oh fuck me Jesus, save me. Jerking off was now an absolute necessity if he were to keep his hands and randy cock off Callie—and as soon as possible.
    “It’s what I went to school to do—track terrorist and drug money,” she said. “I’ll be damn good at it. I plan on hunting down all Cruz’s shell companies then tracking their bank accounts and getting them frozen until he has no access to the piles of money he’s made from harming innocents. If that leads to his drug cartel bosses—and I sure