Page 76 (1/1)

Ramsey said when they came out of the locker roo line of work, Savich?"

Savich fastened on a weight belt "Nah, it doesn’t ht be the thickest, the bottled water ht be from France, but the end result is still sweat Let et the kinks out I can even make you waterproof"

After Savich taped him, they both stretched for fiveeach other, poised and focused Raht foot Savich stepped three inches to the left, grabbed the ankle with his right hand, and pushed Ra to the floor, only to roll to the side and be back in position in an instant He felt a twinge in his back, and Savich noticed

"You’re a bit faster than Sherlock, but not much, Ramsey I don’t think your back’s ready for this Why don’t we just spot each other on the equipment?"

After thirty minutes, they ended up on their backs on thebetter After twenty laps in the swi pool, they felt even better

"Not bad," Ramsey said as he hauled himself out of the pool onto the cool pale blue tile apron "I’d forgotten how busting my butt relieves the tension My back doesn’t feel so bad either"

"It’s alorked for ave Savich a hand out of the pool They sat in silence, soaking in the sweet still air in the huge enclosed pool rooe, it looks like a rain forest"

"As long as it doesn’t have any boa constrictors under those palhtly upward "It’s a TV caive us a welcome kiss and let us roam at will? I’ll bet there are microphones as well"

"Who cares? I’ll have to ask Miles to show rade stuff from here"

"Think he has any female security people?"

"No," Ramsey said, "not Mason Lord He’s not what you’d call a major employer of women I’ve seen him look at his wife There’s actually lust in his eyes and a sort of immense satisfaction that she’s his and no one else’s I’m a bit surprised that he bothered to et himself a son" Ramsey shook his head "Mason probably had to et into her pants Eve’s very smart"

Savich said, "Safe bet, huh?"

"As for Molly, well, she seems to deal with him pretty well When we showed up here, I could practically taste her fear of hirateful for her daddy’s help, but at the first insult fro in her heels"

"You backed her up, I assuh I didn’t know the players then I didn’t realize then what a big deal it was for him to back down I do now And he did back down, Savich"

"You’d have to be blind not to notice what he thinks of her That’s got to have been tough on her Jesus, I hope he doesn’t show his stripes too obviously in front of Sherlock She’d take a strip off him"

"I bet she would Good choice, Savich I like her She’s tough and she’s smart and she seems to think you’re pretty hot"

"Ra on here?"

Ra to hurt He’d probably pay for the exercise, but right now, he was still glad he’d done it He picked up a big dark gold towel and wrapped it around his shoulders It was very soft, money soft He shook his head, lifted an end of the towel, and wiped his face "What’s going on here?" he repeated, still drying his left ear "I don’t know, Savich, any more than you do I’m too close I care too : To put a bomb in that Mercedes means that someone here on the preotten in here and planted that boht out and saying it I wonder what Mason Lord is going to do"

"How much do you know about Molly Santera?"

Ramsey cocked a dark eyebrow not at the question itself, but the seriousness of Savich’s voice He said slowly, "I know she’s fiercely protective of Eh, just like Sherlock I know she can focus on one reat hair Red like Sherlock’s, but not at all the same shade It’s more like a sunset I once sahen I was on the west coast of Ireland"