Jordan Bennett’s password? Had he heard right? “What are you talking about?”
“After opening the account where the lion’s share of your funds were deposited, you contacted me a few days later and stipulated that two passwords be required to access that particular account. Yours and Jordan Bennett’s.”
He had done no such thing!
“Had you forgotten making that stipulation, Mr. Panella?”
Bloody fucking shit!
Chapter 36
The phone on the nightstand vibrated, waking them. Shaw disentangled from Jordie, reached for his cell, and answered.
She could hear Joe Wiley through the speaker. “Hick survived the surgery. He’s in ICU. Holding his own, but, you know…it could still go either way.”
“Good so far, though,” Shaw said. “How are you?”
“Cross-eyed tired, but I’m gonna hang around.”
“Keep me posted.”
Shaw was about to click off when Wiley said, “Ms. Bennett still hasn’t been out of your sight?”
Shaw placed his hand on her hip which was snug up against his groin. “No.”
“Hmm.”
“What?”
Wiley brought up the concern he’d expressed earlier. “The attempt on Hick has been on the news. I expected we’d hear from Josh in full freak-out mode.”
“No way he can reach Jordie without our knowing,” Shaw reminded him.
“True, but he hasn’t even tried. And he knows he can call me.”
“He’s scared is all. Don’t borrow trouble.”
Jordie got the impression that Shaw was saying that as much for her benefit as for Joe Wiley’s.
“Maybe he’d be spurred to call if we leaked to the media that she’s under arrest.”
Shaw didn’t comment on that.
Wiley cursed. “You’ve breached ethics, haven’t you?”
“Let me know if Hickam takes a turn. Either way.”
Again Shaw started to hang up, and again Wiley stopped him. “Kinnard?”
“What?”
“I want Panella—”
“Me too.”
“—dead.”
Shaw’s lips thinned into a grim line. “Even if I breach ethics?”