“How are you?”
“Suck it,” she told the monitor. But part of her tingled.
“When are we going to meet?”
Her heart leapt, but she scowled. Even knowing it was a bad idea, she typed, “AS IF.”
“Don’t be like that, a rứnsearc. You know you want to.”
Damn him. She didn’t have time for this. There were files to download.
People to manipulate. Men to kill.