“I had actually, until Ivan Smirnov kidnapped my girlfriend and is trying to start a war between you and me.”
The other line was silent for a moment, but the tension coming through the waves let me know he was still there.
“How do you know all this?”
“Because he doesn’t know she is my girlfriend. And he made the mistake of giving a computer to a known hacker.”
Bruno laughed. “And how are we going to play with our food today?”
“That’s where I need your help. We almost have a lock on their location. You know I stick to my own side of the road. I never deviate. This is my first time dealing with something like this.” I explained what we believed the plan was. “I need your help.”
“Yes, and it seems this is going to be mutually beneficial. I will pull the manpower together. You get me that location and I will take care of the rest.”
“I’m coming with you.”
He huffed, or was it a sigh? “I had a feeling as much. I take it this girlfriend is not a temporary thing?”
“No.” I didn’t even have to think about that. Fiona had never been temporary for me. I hung up with him and turned back to Jorge. “Anything?”
“They have some kind of blocker on their location. I tried to access it on her computer, through the remote she set up. But she digitally slapped my hand.” He chuckled again, sounding like he was having the time of his life. “Absolutely love this woman.”
“You do remember who she belongs to right?”
Jorge snorted. “Yes. Besides, I’m head over heels in love with my boyfriend.”
“You’re gay!” BoBo practically shouted from the doorway, on his way back in. “But I’ve seen you making out with chicks!”
Jorge laughed with a shrug, his fingers not once deviating from the keyboard. How the hell did he do that?
“I wasn’t always gay. Not until I showed up at the club one night. It only took one look, a few words, and… I don’t know. At first, I thought I had just met my best friend. We went out after work that night, and he kissed me. My first reaction was a bit of a freak-out, the next, not so much. Turns out there is such a thing as love at first sight. Who knew?”
“I get it. I felt the same way when Fiona walked up to my table that night. The urge to touch her, to be near her, was overpowering.”
They both laughed at me.
“Hence the lie to get her to stay.” Jorge teased.
“Yes, but it was just a cover. We both knew it, but we both also wouldn’t admit it.”
“Hence the little hack job.” BoBo murmured.
