Free Hiding His Wolf [Urban Affairs 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove) by Gale Stanley Page A

put for a few days. Hopefully getting out of the city and talking to his boss face to face would give him the perspective he needed to complete the assignment in a way that would make everyone happy.

Chapter Seven
     
    A plain black sedan drove through the gates of the airport and headed for a fixed base operator on the opposite side of the passenger terminals. The Feds placed a high priority on privacy. It had cost the government big bucks to set up an FBO that offered a designated runway, fuel, maintenance, and a lounge for passengers and crew. The car pulled up to a hangar and Simon Black got out.
    No crowds, no security scans, and no ridiculously long lines to check baggage—just a private room with comfortable seating, drinks, and snacks. Nice! Briefcase in hand and overnight bag slung over his shoulder, he walked through the empty lounge area to the business center beyond.
    Richard Graham sat at one of the desks, his laptop open in front of him. A six-foot-six-inch monster, with a mean-looking scar on his face, stood at Graham’s side. Ah, the infamous Duke Baron.
    Baron’s massive shoulders strained against the fabric of his jacket. The giant had hands that could snap a man’s neck like a twig. Instant dislike settled over Simon. Simon rarely met a man bigger than himself, but that wasn’t the reason. He didn’t fear the man. An electronically controlled shock collar insured that Graham’s bulldog wouldn’t cause trouble. Simon could find no apparent reason for his aversion, just something about the man’s character that couldn’t be detected on the surface, but Simon’s instincts were usually spot-on. He hadn’t had the same feeling of distrust when he met Levi, and his instincts about the half-breed had been right. Levi was a decent man. The thought of the wolf-shifter, holed up in his condo, bothered him. I hope he doesn’t decide to take a runner.
    As long as Levi stayed put and didn’t let anyone in, he’d be fine until Simon returned home.
    I hope.
    Graham had gotten so paranoid lately, it wouldn’t surprise Simon if his own boss sent someone to search his condo. Wouldn’t that be hard to explain? “Sorry, boss, I didn’t tell you I had your half-breed because I wanted to surprise you.” Right.
    Simon told Levi to use the safe room if anybody tried to break in. The safe room had once been a tiny den, but it had been fortified with sheets of steel and a passworded telephone connection so that Simon could contact DSA security if he needed to. The secured room had saved Simon’s life once. Armed burglars had broken in, but they never even suspected he was hiding in the locked den. Simon had called security from inside, and the intruders were apprehended and removed.
    Levi promised to lock himself in if anything out of the ordinary happened. And Simon had promised to do what he could for Noah and call home if he could get a secure line. He could make no other promises, but he intended to find out for himself what Graham’s intentions were. Hopefully, he wouldn’t be gone too long.
    Baron turned watery blue eyes on Simon, and Simon felt his distrust returned in kind. Fuck. He had no one to blame but himself for Baron’s presence here. This had been his idea. Now he would need to watch his back.
    Graham looked up, noticed Simon, and made a motion for him to approach. The director closed his laptop and stood. The Were slave tilted his head down in deference. Graham didn’t bother introducing him. “We’ll be boarding shortly. It’s a long flight.”
    Considering the distance and the need for privacy, they were flying a Gulfstream 550 which had a nonstop range of nearly 7,000 miles. Despite the 6.2 foot cabin height, both Simon and Baron had to duck their heads when they boarded.
    Thankfully, the plane seated sixteen. Simon pleaded exhaustion and picked a seat away from the others. He didn’t relish looking at the ogre’s scarred face for ten or twelve hours. Reading occupied him for a