“Alert Welch.” Welch needs to make sure Hyde’s not back home.

“Sure will. I’m also going to scan the city CCTV and see if I can track his movements.”

“Check what vehicle he owns.”

“Sir.”

“Barney can do all this?” Ana whispers, clearly impressed.

I nod, feeling a little smug that he works for me.

“What was on his hard drive?” she asks.

I shake my head. “Nothing much.”

“Tell me.”

“No.”

“Was it about you, or me?”

She is not going to drop this.

“Me.” I sigh.

“What sort of things? About your lifestyle?”

No. I shake my head and place my index finger on her lips.

We are not alone, Ana.

She scowls at me but keeps quiet.

“It’s a 2006 Camaro,” Barney pipes up, excited. “I’ll send the license details to Welch, too.”

I’m sure he has them, but it doesn’t hurt to be sure. “Good. Let me know where else that fucker has been in my building. And check this image against the one from his SIP personnel file. I want to be sure we have a match.”

“Already done, sir, and Mrs. Grey is correct. This is Jack Hyde.”

grins, practically preening, she’s

As she should be.

Grey.” To Barney, I add, “Let me know when you’ve tracked all his movements at HQ. Also check out any other GEH property he may have had access to, and let the security teams know so they can make another sweep of all

“Sir.”

“Thanks, Barney.” I hang up the phone. “Well, Mrs. Grey, it

“Decorative?”

“Very.” I press a soft kiss to her lips.

“You’re much more decorative than I am, Mr. Grey.”

around my wrist and hold her, pouring my gratitude into a deep and tender kiss. She’s done so much today. And identified our perpetrator!

She pulls away.

“Hungry?” I ask.

“I am,” I

“What for?” She eyes me warily.

“Well—food, actually.”

She giggles. “I’ll make you something.”

“I love

“Of me offering you food?”

“Your giggling.” I kiss her head,

“So, what would you like to eat, Sir?” she asks

She’s making fun of me. Again.

I narrow my eyes. “Are you being cute, Mrs. Grey?”

“Always, Mr.

I see how it is.

“I can still put you over my knee,” I whisper. Frankly, not much would give me greater pleasure.

“I know.” Ana grins and places her hands on the arms of my office chair. She bends down and kisses me.

“Oh, Mrs. Grey, what

“You’re going to answer my question. What would you like to eat?”

“Something

“I’ll see what I can do.” She turns and struts out of my office, like she owns the place, which, of course, as my

I call Welch to interrogate him about what Barney and Ana have uncovered.

“Hyde?” While usually gruff, his voice is high-pitched with incredulity.

“Yes. In my fucking server room.”

“We tracked his cell phone to Orlando. It’s been there ever since. We assumed he’d been staying with his mother, as the phone was tracked to her condominium in Orlando.

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