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“But they can be…intimidating,” Kairo added.

“They were ranked among the top for years before they got married. They’ve only become more deadly as a team,” West filled in. The sniper shrugged. “I’m looking forward to meeting them at last. I want to know if the stories are true.”

Adding a pair of deadly assassins to the mix seemed like a frightening proposition. Isidore turned his attention to Alexei. “Do you think they’d help us?”

Alexei nodded. “Sure. I got a text from my Uncle Gabriel complaining that they were between jobs and that Uncle Justin was restless and irritating. If Justin gets too irritating, Gabriel starts using him for target practice. It’s safer if they’ve both got a job to focus on.”

That was more than he wanted to know about Alexei’s family.

But if they were going to help him deal with his family, he’d take it.

“Good,” Isidore exclaimed, trying to shove down the last of his nerves. “I can handle getting the party pulled together. I’ve got assistants who have done this dozens of times. Kairo can also help me get a copy of the plans for the house so we can work out cameras as well as the placement of the various teams. We should be ready to fly to Santorini in three days. That will give us enough time to get set up before the party decorators have to show up.”

Looking over at Athena’s worried gaze, Isidore found it easier to smile for her. “Don’t worry. We’ll get all the answers we need, and you’ll be able to return to your life. You’re not missing your first day of classes. I swear it.”

“Oh, Izzie.” She sighed. “The only thing that matters to me is you not getting hurt. College and my life can wait.”

A hand covered his and Isidore’s smile grew. He already recognized Kairo’s touch.

“Don’t worry. You’re not in this alone,” Kairo told her in a firm voice. “We’re going to protect both of you the entire time. Neither one of you is going to get hurt.”

No. They weren’t alone anymore.

17

KAIRO JONES

Kairo shuffledacross the kitchen to stand in the doorway leading to the dining room with a mug of fresh coffee in his hand. A slow smile spread on his lips as he listened to Isidore making a suggestion about how to keep the various teams moving through the house on the day of the party.

He was in awe of his boyfriend.

From their very first meeting, Isidore had always portrayed himself as nothing more than a frivolousdilettantewho sort of floated through life, traveling, performing charitable good deeds, and looking after his sister.

Since Charlie approved the plan for the house party, Isidore had become a force of nature. With one quick call, Kairo had blueprints of the massive, two-story mansion on Santorini and plans for the existing security system.

After they got Isidore a replacement phone and logged him into his account while still shielding his location, the man lived on the phone for the first day. He talked to countless assistants and executives, issuing sharp, confident, decisive orders. It was a side of him Kairo had never expected to see, and it was something of a turn-on.

Tomorrow, they would all be heading to Athens to fly out on the private jet Isidore had arranged and landing on Santorini with all their gear. They would have five full days in the house to themselves to hide cameras and microphones as well as conduct a variety of walk-throughs to plan for any potential problems. The team would also be scouting the neighboring towns on the island. Gabriel and Justin were scheduled to arrive a day after them, and the party team was supposed to arrive a day earlier to set up for the event.

“I’m thinking we’ll close off this set of rooms here, but leave the doors unlocked here, here, and here,” Isidore explained, pointing at the spaces on the blueprint. “These will be the easiest rooms to set up with microphones and cameras. Plus, there is only one way in or out if they attempt to make a quick escape.”

“What about through the windows?” Charlie inquired.

Isidore shook his head. “The ground at that part of the house drops off sharply outside of those rooms and it’s all rocks below. If you jump out the window, you’ll survive the fall, but I guarantee you’d break at least one leg, if not both.”

Charlie turned his head and grinned at Isidore. “Then we could leisurely pick up our runner when we wanted.”

“Very true. I was thinking of placing Kairo and the command center in this bedroom here. It’s right next to a secret servants’ staircase and lets out here in the butler’s pantry. That area will be busy with the serving staff and catering company, but it keeps him away from all the party guests. He’ll be able to move undetected to a small degree as needed.”

“I can put a camera on that stairwell so I can get ample warning if anyone decides to come snooping from that angle,” Kairo offered.

“We’ll be able to relax for a few days as we will be the only ones staying at the house. The potential problem becomes about two to three days before the party,” Isidore murmured, sounding as if he were partially talking to himself.

Kairo strolled the rest of the way into the room and came to stand on the other side of his lover. He smiled to see Isidore bouncing one bent knuckle off his pursed lips as he thought. “Why’s that?”

“Several family members and a few other guests have vacation homes on Santorini. It’s very likely some of them will decide to arrive on the island early and could pop by for a visit.”

Charlie laughed. “You mean, they’re going to pull the old nosy neighbor routine and see if they can get the dirt on what you’ve been up to ahead of everyone else.”


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