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“Maybe we shouldn’t have lost them back there,” Tom said suddenly as they got close to the hospital. When you coast for too long, your guard really does drop.

Rebecca blinked at him, puzzled.

Mark raised an eyebrow at him, equally confused.

“It’s not like we’re up to anything classified,” Tom said, looking dead serious. “If they wanna tail us, let them. I’ve got moves and I know my way around a car–trust me, whatever they pull, I’ll make sure you both stay safe.”

Rebecca gave it some thought.

He had a point.

“Now that they know you’ve got a bodyguard with serious driving chops, they’re not likely to come at us the same way again. Odds are, they’ll switch tactics,” Tom said, acting like it was some hard–earned wisdom.

Rebecca and Mark exchanged a glance, both clearly thinking, ‘He’s just finding new ways to brag about himself.‘

Honestly, the level of driving he showed earlier was nothing to write home about–any regular cab driver in Jelasburg could’ve pulled that off easy. It wouldn’t impress anyone around here.

“Ms. Jensen, ever thought about making me your Swiss army knife bodyguard?” Tom joked, grinning. “Just double my paycheck, put me in charge of Mark, and you get the ultimate bodyguard package. How’s that for a deal?”

Rebecca just tuned him out, lowering her head and scrolling through the tech director’s latest updates.

Tom kept at it. “Seriously, you’re not even a little tempted?”

“I’m seriously awesome, you know,” he insisted.

“Come on, up my salary–you won’t regret it, promise!”

“Trust me, I’m a total bargain–you’re gonna love having me around,” Tom added with a cheeky grin.

“You should be grateful I’m not docking your pay for bugging the boss,” Mark retorted, clearly unimpressed. “Run your mouth one more time and I’ll personally hit mute.”

Tom clenched his jaw.

He knew Mark meant it–he’d go through with it for sure.

‘Think he’s all that just ‘cause he can fight? Give it some time, I’ll round up a dozen guys and show him who’s boss, Tom grumbled to himself.

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to their daily banter. When they got to the hospital, she hopped out and headed inside with them. But just as they were making their way toward the elevators,

her.

Thud!

smacked right into Mark’s arm, which was already blocking the way to keep

serious in his

word–he just kept Rebecca

steps when a middle–aged man slowly appeared from behind the guy who’d bumped into them. Rebecca’s gaze flickered over to him for just a second before she looked away, as if he were just another face in

middle–aged man spoke

stared at him, confusion written all over

immediately shifted, instinctively positioning

the man said politely, watching her in that way adults look at kids. “I’m your father’s uncle–so I guess that

him

admit you know anyone

his gaze sweeping over Mark and Tom behind her.

Rebecca replied curtly, “Work.”

ignorance, “Are you a

keeping it casual, “Nope, just here for something

as you,” Miles said, all formal smiles. He looked about Ryan’s age, but was a generation above him in the family tree. “If you’re

it was just

who’d nearly run

all casual and snarky as he launched into his usual rundown. “Since when does he have a

him a matching

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gave him the

Tom was momentarily stumped.

kinda business does he have at a hospital?” Tom clarified. “I mean, it’s not

she thought, unfazed. “Hey, why don’t you run after him and fish for some inside gossip? Who knows, maybe you’ll land an

Tom went, “Huh?”

Mark echoed, “Wait, what?”

a look

front of Rebecca, Tom leaned toward Mark and muttered, “Bro, you ever feel like Ms. Jensen is getting seriously

not weird, it’s called

Tom frowned, “Huh? Seriously?”

growing up?‘ he

Mark to deal with business. Tom just hung back in the car, killing time on his phone as he

the whole scene: Rebecca’s uncle Michael Quinn, and the great–uncle she’d just

she was someone you needed backup to deal with,” Miles said, glancing at Tom, who looked totally chill lounging

replied, never denying it. “But behind her stands Amelia, Ryan, and

what?” Miles interrupted

Amelia and Ryan used to be a real headache–he’d taken

up in over twenty years, Ryan’s handed the keys to Guzman Group’s current CEO,

one after another?