Free Rebel's Baby by Lauren Hunt Page B

hand, squeezing it for support. “I need access to his office. Your father has had dealing with a lot of nefarious groups. If I can get documents that will implicate him, that will satisfy the mayor.”
     
    I looked up at Rebel with determined eyes. “Let me do it, Rebel. I can get access to his office and take whatever you need.”
     
    Rebel shook his head. “I won't let you do that, Kayla. I can't risk you getting caught and sent to prison. I could never live with myself.”
     
    “But you need me.”
     
    “I do need you. I won't be able to get into Spencer Enterprises without you. If you can distract your father long enough for me to slip into his office, I can get what I need and we both slip out. Your father won't even know what happened until the cops come to arrest him.”
     
    Everything that I knew about my father was false. I had been blind to it my whole life. But not anymore. “I was wrong about my father being a good man. He deserves to go to jail. Let's do it.”
     
    Rebel smiled and hugged me.
     
    I broke out of the hug when the idea hit me. “The only way it will work is if we do it late at night. He has a secretary that would see you the moment you stepped out of the elevator. My father works late every night and his secretary won't be there past five.”
     
    “Then we do it tonight. Before the mayor has any more reasons to send me to jail.”
     
    We were about to do some very illegal stuff. I was risking my life for Rebel. But he would do the same for me in a second.

Rebel

I wished there was a way not to involve Kayla. But she was the only way into Spencer Enterprises. She was the only way to put my past behind us and move on.
     
    Kayla drove the BMW up to the security station at Spencer Enterprises. Her hands were twisting the steering wheel.
     
    “Just act normal, Kayla. Nothing is going to go wrong.” No amount of reassuring could stop the beads of sweat from running down her face.
     
    “I know but I can't help it.” She rolled down her window and handed her ID to the guard. “I'm Mr. Spencer's daughter,” Kayla choked out.
     
    I did my best to keep a low profile. I didn't want the guard to identify me and stop this whole rodeo before it got started.
     
    The guard checked the ID and handed it back. “Little late for a visit?” He looked past Kayla at me but didn't seem to know who I was.
     
    Kayla giggled nervously. “I know but he's so busy and this is the only time I can see him.”
     
    He handed the ID back to Kayla. “Your father is definitely a busy man. Go right on in, Ms. Spencer.”
     
    Kayla blew out a big breath as she drove to the parking lot. “I don't know if I can do this, Rebel.”
     
    “You're doing fine, baby. When you see your dad, let the anger do the talking. Make him think you want to reconcile.”
     
    I couldn't do this without Kayla. If she backed out, I'd have a big problem with Mayor McCain.
     
    Kayla parked the car, closed her eyes, and breathed through her nose. “Let me just go over the plan one more time. I'll get my father downstairs and outside. While you take the elevator up and do some magic computer work.”
     
    “I only need his hard drive. I won't even need to turn on the computer. Shouldn't take me longer than five minutes. When I'm back downstairs and out of the elevator, I'll send you a text. You won't even need to look at your phone.”
     
    “And what if he wants to go back to his office before you're finished?”
     
    “Send me a text so I can get out or at least hide.” I put my hand on her thigh. You'll do fine, Kayla.”
     
    We left the car and walked into the giant lobby. I'd never seen anything so extravagant before except for Kayla's father's house. The place was deserted except for a few security guards. We walked past all the elevators and Kayla pointed to a supply closet next to a lone elevator.
     
    The door was unlocked and I opened it to find to a cramped room full of buckets and brooms. “I'll hide here.