“What’s TMI?”
“Too much information.”
“I know what it means. Why is a woman working for me TMI?”
“I’d rather not know the details of what she does for you.”
Aine knew enough about K19 and the kind of work they did, that he could be partially honest with her.
“She’s an operative working on assignment for our firm.”
“Requiring her to arrive at dawn?”
“That’s right.”
“I doubt Ava will believe you.”
He got the picture, but that didn’t explain her sudden change last night.
“She really likes you, Razor. She told me she was embarrassed and humiliated.”
“Understood.”
“I’m asking you not to play with her, Razor. The persona she projects isn’t who she really is.”
“I hear you, Aine, and I have no intention of hurting her. I like her very much as well.”
Razor scrubbed his face with his hand after disconnecting the call, and thought hard about how he could convince Ava to come back to the house with him, without having to divulge that he was, in essence, her bodyguard. It would be hard enough to come up with a reason for how he knew she was about to board a flight home.
He really wished Quinn and Mercer hadn’t left. At least Quinn understood the way the team worked, and might have been able to convince Ava to give him a shot.
Razor pulled into the short-term lot and parked while Alegria and Gunner followed the car Ava was in to the terminal departure area.
I’ll make contact, he messaged both of them.
He sprinted inside, hoping to catch Ava before she went through security.
When she approached near where he stood, he saw that she’d been crying. Did he really matter that much to her?
“Hi,” he said, stepping out of the shadows.
Ava put her hand on her heart.
“I’m sorry I startled you.”
“I guess I shouldn’t be surprised to see you here.”
Razor shook his head.
“Why, though?”
“Because I don’t want you to leave.”
“Try again,” she said.
“What do you mean?”
“Tell me the truth, Razor. Why are you here?”