Free Hollywood Hero: A Sexy Billionaire Romance (The Director's Assistant Book 4) by Nikki Steele

Chapter 1
     
     
    “Hello Christian,” I said. “It’s time we had a little talk.”
    “Christian?” Archer asked, looking agape at his Intern. “Christian?” It seemed all he was able to say, though words weren’t needed to convey the disappointment in his eyes or the shock in his voice.
    I wasn’t shocked. I’d suspected Christian, from the moment I’d figured out there must be another spy working for Janus—with the exception of myself, no-one else had the kind of access he did. And then there’d been his slip up about the two videos. That’s when I’d known for sure.
    The shock in Archer’s voice was changing slowly to anger. “I don’t believe this. How could you do this to us?” He looked from Christian to me, then back to him again. “Why? Haven’t I always been good to you?”
    “Archer.” Christian sounded tired. “When will you figure out you picked the wrong company to fight? Janus always wins in the end—this is just going to make things worse.” He looked at me. I’d expected to hear an apology. Instead, he shrugged. What’re you gonna do? his expression said.
    “You were recording us just now,” I said. It wasn’t a question. It was a statement.
    He nodded, hands in his pockets. “You got me. It helps that all these studios are set up for TV as well. Means I can sit in the control room and activate the cameras remotely.” He sighed. “I’m sorry Josie—I like you guys. I did try and warn you, remember? I really did.”
    “I’m sorry, too,” I said. “Because I wasn’t kidding when I said the doors were locked. There’s nowhere to run.”
    “What do you think you’re going to do—have me arrested? I’ll tell the newspapers all about you two the first chance I get.”
    Archer shrugged. “It seems they already know. But I bet Janus would be interested in what you might have told us.” His hands went to his chin. “I wonder what they would do if I spread the word that you’d made a tape of them? ”
    “You wouldn’t. I didn’t.”
    “Obviously,” Archer said, drily. “But it would be my word against yours. No offense, pal, but I think my voice would be a little louder than yours in a newspaper, if it came to it.”
    Fear entered Christian’s eyes for the first time since we’d caught him. “You can’t. You don’t know what Janus is capable of.”
    “I do know. That’s why I’m trying to bring them down.”
    Now Christian looked at me. “What did you think you were going to achieve by locking me in here. Why are you doing this?”
    I raised an eyebrow. “Well apart from the obvious—I don’t like having sex tapes made of me, I guess I hoped you’d be decent enough to apologize. Maybe tell us how you were working with Richard McNamara, and give us a chance to take him and Janus down.” I hesitated. “I know you’re a good guy, Christian. This isn’t the real you.”
    For a second there, I thought I had him. The expression on Christian’s face changed, as though he was giving my words real thought. He didn’t want to be doing this, I just knew it; I couldn’t have been completely wrong about him .
    Then there was static on the walkie-talkie. “Hey, Josie. Security need to start their rounds—just letting you know I’ve unlocked the fire exit so they can get through.”
    Christian turned on his heel and began to run.
    “No! Stop!” I yelled into the walkie-talkie. Archer took off after Christian, his lithe, powerful frame quickly closing the distance between them.
    But not quickly enough. Christian slipped through the fire exit, pulling it closed behind him. It relocked loudly just as Archer reached it.
    “Open it. Open the door!” I screamed into the walkie-talkie, countermanding my last order as Archer pounded on the door. But by the time it unlocked with another click, Christian was gone. We searched for 10 minutes, security also on high alert, before we gave the game up as lost.
    “Well, at least he didn’t get that third tape