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What the hell? “On my way”

“That’s my mother’s office,” Rachel’s voice bit out in his ear “You can’t possibly think she has anything to do with this Wait forover”

“No,” Harvard ordered “Stay in position Let me deal with this”

There was no reply from Rachel

He scanned his security pass, pushed through the doors, and sprinted up the stairs two at a time

“Rachel and Elle are heading your way,” Ryan said “Damn, Rachel can move in those heels”

Harvard didn’t say anything There was no point He’d just have to deal with the woo over why a member of a team never broke position In theto that office

Two more stops to scan his card and he was in the corridor outside the second-floor labs Each door had a biometric lock that Harvard didn’t have access to, but he didn’t need it because Francesca’s office door stood wide open

Daily training meant Harvard wasn’t even out of breath by the ti in everything within seconds—theat her desk, talking to Samantha, who sat on the opposite side

When Rachel’sabout you Coled her head to look around him “Rachel isn’t with you?”

“She’s on her way,” he said as he stepped into the room

“Shouldn’t a bodyguard stay with his charge? Had enough of her already?” Samantha said with a wink

“Samantha,” Francesca reprimanded, but it was filled with affection “Not everyone knohen you’re joking, darling You need to remember that”

Yeah, Rachel’sone of thelanced around the roo out of place

“What are you doing over here?” Francesca said,for him to take a seat