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scowled. “We didn’t steal from you, you know.”
     
    “ Now I know,” Eve said, satisfied. She ignored Lind’s affronted snort and put the wallet down. “And my phone?”
     
    “Your phone is gone.”
     
    “Excuse me?”
     
    “We took out the battery, crushed both pieces, burned the SIM card, and chucked it all.”
     
    There was the hint of a smirk on his lips, suggesting that he was only going into so much detail in order to unnerve her. It was working.
     
    “Why would you do that?” she asked, appalled.
     
    “We can’t risk someone contacting you or tracking you down,” he said, as if it were the most normal thing in the world to say.
     
    Eve swallowed. Fear was rapidly taking over and surpassing anger in its intensity. “What do you plan to do with me?”
     
    Lind frowned. “I thought we talked about it last night. Were you still so drunk that you don’t remember?”
     
    “You said you wanted me to stay here and lay low,” Eve said quietly. “You said you needed me to help you find whoever it is that set you up last night.”
     
    “Exactly.”
     
    “What happens after?”
     
    Lind shrugged. “We all go back to our lives.”
     
    “Just like that?”
     
    “Just like that.” Lind stared at her. “We don’t kill women, Eve.”
     
    Eve bit her bottom lip so savagely that she almost tasted blood. There was just something in his eyes that told her she could trust him. Still…better safe than sorry.
     
    He reached out across the table and took her hand in his, squeezing reassuringly. “I promise, we’ll keep you safe.”
     
    In spite of her best efforts, Eve found herself squeezing back. His hold was strong, warm, and soothing. She wanted nothing more than to give in to his reassurances, but something held her back.
     
    “I’m basically your prisoner,” she said. “You’ve locked me in here.”
     
    “For your own safety.”
     
    “‘For my own safety,’ my ass,” Eve snapped, abruptly taking her hand away. “What if someone came after me? What if I needed to run?”
     
    “I’m going to give you a copy of the keys now,” Lind said. “I didn’t do it before because I knew if I did before we had a talk, you would try to run away.” He leaned across the table and all but impaled her with his baby blues. “But you’re not going to run away, are you, Eve?”
     
    Eve swallowed. “I’ve got a job to go back to…” she protested weakly. “A daytime job, I mean.”
     
    “Oh, I know.”
     
    She blinked, taken aback. “What do you mean, you know?”
     
    Lind sat back in his chair. He nodded to the wallet on the table. “We spied your IDs and ran a few background checks.”
     
    “You did what ?” If she had felt violated in her freedom before, this was even worse.
     
    “You can’t really expect us to take risks for a complete stranger,” Lind said. “Besides, the more we know, the easier it will be to protect you. Jacob called in to your job earlier today. He posed as your uncle and faked a big family emergency. They’ll be saving your seat for you.”
     
    Eve stared at him. “They bought it?”
     
    “Jacob is a really good actor.”
     
    She wasn’t sure what she was more impressed with—Lind and Jacob’s resources, or her bosses’ stupidity.
     
    “What about my family?” she said after a moment. “They’ll look for me.”
     
    “I’ve got the feeling a nightclub in the outskirts of L.A. will be the last place they’ll look,” Lind said.
     
    Eve realized then that this man truly knew all that there was to know about her. “You know who my father is, don’t you?”
     
    “Yep,” Lind said. “Harold Robinson, big-time entrepreneur. He’ll probably have a SWAT team out looking for you in no time.”
     
    “And you don’t think he’ll find me?”
     
    “Sweetheart, I really don’t think he will. And neither will that fiancé of yours, what’s his name?”
     
    Eve scowled. “Alan,” she offered reluctantly.
     
    “Right.