11
Tanya was waiting when a brilliant-yellow, four-door Jeep Wrangler Moab pulled up to the door of the Fairmont hotel and stopped close in front of her.
A valet opened the passenger door for her.
“Let’s walk.” Though if there was a proper ride, in her opinion this was it.
Alex looked at her across the empty seat. “Let’s not.”
“Why?”
“Because without Valentin along, I want something big to run over the bad guys with.”
“Let’s walk anyway.”
Alex just shook his head. “Without Valentin, I’m going to limit attack vectors. That doesn’t include exposing you unnecessarily. You shouldn’t have even walked through the hotel lobby.”
She actually liked that he insisted. So many of the men during her day had been pushovers. Their jobs were to block her from reaching their superiors, just like a
