Chapter 201


    Monday, September 12, 2011


    Ana is still asleep when I step out of the en suite. Frankly, I’m not surprised; she was persistentst


    night.


    Sex-mad and insatiable indeed.


    I’m notining.


    That delectable memory fresh in my mind, I gather my clothes together and step into the living room to


    get dressed. The remnants fromst night’s tryst are still all over the sofa. I untie the bathrobe belts and


    grab the towel, wondering what housekeeping would have made of this scenario if they’de in early


    to clean. Folding the items, I ce them on the console beside the bedroom door.


    I order breakfast—it will take half an hour and I’m hungry. To distract myself, I sit down at the desk and


    open myptop. Today, I want to arrange moving Ray to Northwest Hospital, where my mother can


    watch over him. I fire up my e-mails, and to my surprise there’s one from Detective rk. He has


    questions for Ana about that asshole Hyde.


    What the hell?


    I send a brief reply to let him know we’re in Pornd and he’ll have to wait until we return to Seattle. I


    call my mom and leave a message about moving Ray, then breeze through my other e-mails. There’s


    one from Ros: the Hwangs are inviting us to visitter this week.


    That will depend on Ray.


    I guess.


    I e-mail Ros to say that it’s likely that I’ll be able to go, but I can’t confirm yet, as we’re not sure what’s


    happening with my father-inw.


    I don’t want to leave Ana to deal with this on her own.


    As I press send, I receive a reply from rk.


    He’sing to Pornd.


    Shit.


    What can be that important?


    “Good morning.” Ana’s sweet tone interrupts my thoughts. When I turn around she’s standing in the


    bedroom doorway, wearing nothing but a sheet and a shy smile. Her hair is a tousled mess that falls to


    her breasts, her bright eyes intent on me.


    She looks like a Greek goddess.


    “Mrs. Grey. You’re up early.” I hold out my arms, and in spite of the sheet, she bolts across the room,


    offering me a wee sh of legs, andnds in myp.


    “As are you,” she says.


    I cradle her against me and kiss her hair. “I was just working.”


    “What?” she asks, leaning back to scrutinize me. She knows something is off.


    I blow out a breath. “I got an e-mail from Detective rk. He wants to talk to you about that fucker


    Hyde.”


    “Really?”


    “Yes. I told him you’re in Pornd for the time being, so he’ll have to wait. But he says he’d like to


    interview you here.”


    “He’sing here?”


    “Apparently so.”


    She frowns. “What’s so important that it can’t wait?”


    “Exactly.”


    “When’s heing?”


    “Today. I’ll e-mail him back.”


    “I have nothing to hide. I wonder what he wants to know?”


    “We’ll find out when he gets here. I’m intrigued, too.” I move in my chair. “Breakfast will be here shortly.


    Let’s eat, then we can go see your dad.”


    “You can stay here if you want. I can see you’re busy.”


    “No, I want toe with you.”


    “Okay.” She grins, pleased, I think, that I want to apany her. She kisses me, then waltzes back


    toward the bedroom and, with a suggestive nce at me, lets the sheet drop as she crosses the


    doorway.


    Damn. Goddess indeed.


    That’s my cue. E-mails and breakfast can wait.


    I follow her into the bedroom to make good on her invitation.


    Ray is awake, but it would appear that he’s not in the best of tempers. After saying good morning, I


    leave Ana to deal with him and head to the waiting room—my new office, or so it seems. I’ve already


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    received tentative approval from Dr. Sluder to move Ray to Seattle, and I’m waiting for my mother to


    confirm that there’s a bed for him at Northwest before I organize the helicopter transfer. Dr. Sluder


    thinks we can relocate him as early as tomorrow, but she’ll confirm thatter today, once she’s run


    more tests.


    I call Andrea.


    “Good morning, Mr. Grey.”


    “Andrea, hello. I’m hoping we can move Raymond Steele tomorrow. Can you find an air ambnce


    service, please? Pornd OHSU to Northwest Hospital. My mother should know a reliablepany. I’ll


    ask Ray’s doctor if there’s any specific medical equipment that should be on board. Either she or I will


    send that through.”


    “I’ll call Dr. Grey.”


    “Do. I’m waiting to hear from her if there’s a room avable.”


    “Okay, I’ll take care of it.”


    “Taiwan. Ros and I may fly out on Thursday evening. We’ll need the jet.”


    “You’re at WSU on Thursday morning.”


    “I know. But get Stephan and the crew prepped. It’s still tentative.”


    “Yes, sir. Actually, Ros wants a word.”


    “Okay. Thanks. Put me through.”


    Ros and I have a quick catch-up and decide that signatures on the Heads of Agreement for the Taiwan


    shipyard can wait until tomorrow, when I’m hopefully back in Seattle. As soon as I hang up, my phone


    buzzes. It’s rk.


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