“I do clean up well.”
“Savanna lives alone on several hundred remote acres near Wolf Creek Pass,” Korbin said.
“I only meant for now. Taken care of, that is.” He smiled. “How ever did you make it past the front door? I saw the news about you and Macon.”
“I didn’t know you followed the rich and famous,” Korbin said.
Savanna was sure he wasn’t well acquainted enough with Demarco to be that familiar with his tastes. This seemed more of a filler conversation, one Demarco probably hoped would keep them off something he was trying to avoid.
“I don’t. Only this one, since you seem to be the one who brought her under the spotlight.”
“I’m quite safe with Korbin.” Except when she was naked with him.
Demarco looked over to where the Great Dane and bulldog were standing now. Another man had joined them.
Damen.
Weathering a shock wave, Savanna looked to see if he’d come armed and just as quickly realized he wouldn’t have gotten into this event if he was. There were guards at the entrance and everyone had to go through a metal detector.
“Looks like Damen made it after all,” Demarco said, charm almost diffusing his sarcasm.
The twins were having some differences, it would appear. She didn’t ask what Damen was doing here. It wasn’t significant that he’d show up for his brother’s big auction event.
Korbin continued to watch Damen, not startled to see him out of the hospital and moving around. He showed no sign of fear. Rather, he observed. He watched the interaction among the three men at the cocktail table, gathering information.
“All I ask is that you take it outside if it gets ugly, okay, Korbin? I’ve seen your handiwork.”
Meaning, Damen in the hospital.
“I don’t like being told what to do,” he said. Damen had thought he could coerce him into doing whatever work he brought his way.
“A lesson my brother is learning too late, it would seem.”
“Who’s that he’s is talking with?” Korbin asked.
“Oh, that’s Tony,” Demarco said with a note of disgust.
While Savanna had to cover her alarm, Korbin didn’t miss a beat. “I’ve heard of him.”
“Adam Liski is the man with him. Your replacement, I’d imagine. Said he was into computers. Although he didn’t come out and say it, I got that it was hacking.”
“Oh?” Savanna queried.
“Damen found him a few months ago.”
“Then he’s hardly a replacement,” Korbin said. “Damen didn’t ask me to work on Tony’s project until a few weeks ago.”
“Really? Then he must not be impressed with his progress or he wouldn’t have tried to get you. He always thought so highly of you and your work.”
Korbin was a good hacker. What a résumé. Savanna slid her gaze his way. He caught the look and said, “I only take the good jobs.”