Winter glanced at Louis with a look that made Eliam uncomfortable to his core.
“Am I missing something?” There was an edge in his voice and he wasn’t apologizing for it.
“The guys will check for bugs, put in cameras, and vet everyone you come into contact with.”
“This is only for a couple of days.” He took an old picture out of him, Mom, and Dad and set it next to his laptop. “Cameras are not necessary.”
Winter turned her head parallel to her shoulder, lips pressed tightly together, and all of the men nodded and left the room. He didn’t often see that type of power wielded by a woman.
“Okay.” She met his eyes with a cold stare. “Then best of luck to you, Mr. Prince.” She twirled on her heels and walked toward the door.
She’s leaving. Just like that? He had a choice to make. Obviously she wasn’t going to take any input from him. But wasn’t he still the client, the one writing the check?
“Fine.” He rested one hand on his lower hip.
She stopped and whirled back to face him, then paused for a second before walking straight toward him with no trace of a smile on her high cheekbones.
“Security is done my way or not at all. I thought you said that wasn’t going to be a problem.”
He was not about to answer her like he was a two-year-old, so he held her stare and didn’t blink. What was he doing? He could fight, Lord knew he’d been in his fair share of them growing up, but this level was over his head. The new world of violence and “sit down and shut up” orders he found himself in sucked. He wanted out. He wanted his control back. He wanted the life that had been taken away from him when his father died.
“We’ll take this day by day,” she continued, “until both of us are comfortable that the threat is over. We’re working the situation behind the scenes with our contacts. I’ll let you know if there is something you need to know.”
“Of the nefarious sort.” She winked.
His gaze flicked to her lips.
He was also going to have to figure out a way to conduct a few items of business without her or her team finding out. After her warning, how the fuck was he going to do that?