Page 45 of Nothing to You
“Oh, God,” Helena said, pressing her hands to her stomach.“Is he here?”
“We’re prepped for the presentation,” Johann said.“Can you tell us who it’s with?”
Frustrating Rourke had been tightlipped about the identity of the person due to meet them any minute.They’d prepped, just like he told her to do less than forty-eight hours ago.But even she felt ridiculous waiting there for some unknown entity.
“Where is he?”she asked.“Rourke, where is he?”
“On his way,” Leon said, checking something on his tablet.
“Who could it be?”Guillermo asked.“Who could deliver all the people on our list?”
Helena shrugged.“It must be someone important.”
“Someone rich.”
“Someone influential.You think he’s in politics or—”
“Politics are divisive.Not everyone on our list was from the same side.If this person can deliver everyone, they have to be neutral.”
“Or incredibly charming.”
Her gaze tracked to the elevator as the doors parted.When Rourke came out with another guy, her mouth opened.Shit.Was that…?
“Zairn Lomond,” Helena whispered the name that stuck in her throat.
She swallowed.
“Oh, shit,” Franco said.“Oh, no, this is bad.”
“How could he do this to us?”
“What’s the problem?”Myles asked.“Zairn Lomond knows everyone in the whole world.Everyone.Literally.”
Helena spun around just as she put her back to the sight of the smirking billionaires crossing the floor together.
“Yes, he knows everyone,” Helena said.“Which means if we fuck this up, we’re finished.All of us.In every arena.Industry.Everywhere!”
“Were you this nervous presenting to me and the SIT panel?”Leon asked.
No one had a chance to answer that, thank God.Myles opened the doors and the duo came in.
“Zairn Lomond,” Rourke said, slapping a hand onto his buddy’s back.“These are the people I was telling you about.You don’t need to know their names.”He pointed at her.“Except that one.That’s Roux Radley, watch out for her.”He leaned closer to stage whisper.“She makes the Kyst-meister look like child’s play.”He patted his friend again.“Go to it.”
“You’re leaving?”she asked, taking an involuntary step toward him.
His brows rose a fraction.“You nervous?”
“No!”
“Good.Didn’t think so,” he said and winked.“I’ll swing back at the end for the big finish.Radley does it like no one else.Hope you’re up on your movie quotes, buddy.”
He departed.Leaving them alone.Her team.Leon.And Zairn fucking Lomond.
“You’re in charge,” he said to her.
She blinked.
“Roxanne is the most beautiful woman in the world,” Myles said from absolutely nowhere, giving her whiplash.
