Smoked (The Invincibles 5)
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“They’re good people.”
“Does that mean you’d rather work for them?”
I smiled and shook my head.
“I think, at the minimum, I should meet them.” Siren’s eyes opened wide, and she looked into mine. “Wait. Fatale is Doc’s wife?”
“She is.”
“I just got chills. God, she’s incredible. I mean, I don’t know of any female agent in the UK who didn’t want to follow in her footsteps. Most of the men, too.”
“She was one of MI6’s best.”
Siren turned her head and looked out the plane’s window. “And yet, she gave it all up for love.”
“MI6, yes, but she is K19’s managing partner.”
“It’s so beautiful,” Siren murmured, looking down at the mountain range I’d called home all my life. I leaned over and looked at the same view she was.
“No regrets about selling your house in Dublin?”
She turned and kissed me. “None.”
I pointed to the papers she held in her hand. “They’re both generous offers.”
“Come on, Smoke. Just tell me who you want to work for. K19 Security Solutions or the Invincibles?”
“I told you, it’s your decision.”
“That’s hardly fair.” She folded her arms and pouted.
“We could always stay independent.”
She tapped her lower lip. “We could do. But then, what if neither of them gives us any assignments?”
“I can think of plenty to fill our time.”
“At the ranch?”
“Just in our bedroom.”
“Will there be all-night vigilante rides when we get home?” she asked.
I cocked my head.
“The cattle rustlers.”
“Thankfully, no. Decker’s security system not only stopped them from getting on our ranch, but through the facial-recognition software built into it, there were enough arrests to take most of that group down.”
“Were they from the area?”
I nodded. “One of the ring leaders was a guy I had a run-in with over the way he treated his horses.”
“Ms. Wynona said that sometimes you had to do that—take them against the owner’s will.”
“I want you to understand that me forcing someone to give up animals that are being abused is completely different from someone stealing my cattle.”
“I do understand that” Siren bit her bottom lip. “I have to confess I’ve never ridden a horse.”