Her cousin’s face darkened. “Yep. That asshole undercut me. That’s when I decided to aim for the overseas market. The US just isn’t big enough for the both of us.”
She raised her eyebrows. “You work out of New York, and he’s in Dallas.”
“Yep. And he’s got an ego the size of Texas.”
He wasn’t the only one.
“And you want me to work for him? As what? A spy?”
He grinned. “Interesting thought. I could get him back at his own game.”
Exasperated, she put her hands on her hips. “I’m not playing spy for you, Travis.”
Funny, she’d never thought of her cousin as a man who would pout. But it was the only word she could think of to describe the way he now looked.
“Fine. I guess that would be too obvious anyway since he knows you’re my cousin.”
“You talked to him about me?” Jesus, she knew Travis was an interfering bastard, but he was really pushing things now.
“Of course not. I don’t speak to that asshole. I spoke to his woman.”
She ran her hand over her face. “Travis, you can’t call her that.”
“Why not? That’s what she is. You know I’m no good at remembering names.”
That was a lie. He remembered everything.
“So, the two of you don’t speak to each other, but you think he’s going to hire me?” she asked, incredulously.
“Of course, he will.”
“Even though I’m your cousin.” And I’ve basically been fired from the FBI for being a complete fuck-up.
“Even then.”
“You didn’t bully him into giving me an interview, did you?”
“Nope. They’d be lucky to have you and they know it.” He pulled a card out of his pocket and handed it to her. “This is the name and number of Black’s girlfriend. She said to call her, and they’d work out when to meet up with you. It’s a formality, the job is yours if you want it.”
“I know nothing about the job. Plus, I’d have to move to Dallas.”
“That a problem?”
A problem? Nope, not really. In fact, it would be a relief to leave her apartment in Stafford and all the memories it now held. She hadn’t even stayed there since she’d been released from the hospital. Instead, she’d taken a cheap room in a motel that rented by the week. It was tired and dirty, but she felt safer there.
“Indie lives in Dallas.” Indie was her closest friend from college. Actually, she was pretty much her only friend. Lacey’s drive to succeed hadn’t left her a lot of time for a social life.
“Yep.” Travis rocked back on his heels, looking far too satisfied with himself.
She rubbed her thumb over the card. She should say no. Find a job on her own. But this meant getting away. It was an escape. And if she didn’t like the job she didn’t have to take it. Perhaps it was time for a change because the way she was doing things right now really wasn’t working.
“Just go to Dallas and meet with them. If you don’t like them then don’t take the job. But you won’t know until you go.”
He was right. If this job didn’t work out, well, maybe it was time to move further afield.
She’d heard Hawaii was nice this time of year.
“This is in your field of expertise. It pays well. It’s based in a city where you already know someone, and they’re desperate.”