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call.”
    Sam groaned. She’d noticed the co-pilot standing in the cabin door, holding a phone out them. “How do you know it’s not for you?”
    “You’re the agent in charge.” She wore that smug look again. “Fill me in when you finish.”
    He wanted to play with her in every way known to man, but the call had to be from headquarters. “You can count on it.”
    He rose to take the receiver from the co-pilot, answering with no identification on his part. “Go ahead.”
    A female voice chirped in his ear. “Be advised several known wanted persons have been added to his travel companions list.”
    “I expected nothing less.” Sam glanced back at Lana. She had headed for the washroom again with her tote bag and purse. “Thanks for the heads-up.”
    “Person of interest has enlisted the aid of a ship employee to bring illegal drugs on board for his personal use. The items are in his suite at this time. Be advised the mission has elevated to action at your discretion.” The tone of her voice hadn’t altered while she added the troubling information.
    Sam wasn’t surprised. “Understood.”
    He reached inside the cabin and hung up the phone, turning around to see the washroom close behind Pearly.
    He rubbed his jaw, thinking about the added firepower Antigua would have in his possession. That posed a new concern. Not to mention drugs. Okay, he could handle it. Pearly. She might be a problem if the situation became too hot. What if she balked at blood and guts situations? He shook off the worry, remembering his partner could handle herself. He didn’t want her harmed in any way.
    Antigua would want to die if he so much as touched Pearly with the intent of hurting her.
    Sam went back to their seats and grabbed his weekender from the overhead storage. He may as well get his clothes changed and try to look like a man on vacation.
    He grew restless waiting for Pearly to emerge from the powder room. Lord, what took women so long in the John?
    Thirty minutes later, the hottest woman he’d ever laid eyed on stepped into his life once again. Pearly had changed not only her clothes, but her style. He didn’t know what kind of dress she wore, but he called it sexy as hell. He did know the top had tiny little straps holding up her full breasts, the white floral material clinging to every luscious curve of her body. He’d never seen such tempting cleavage or sweeter legs bare to her thigh.
    She observed him with a scowl. “What are you gawking at, Horn?”
    “You took long enough.” He stood and yanked his luggage from the seat. “We’re going to talk when I finish with my grooming.”
    “What’s biting you, Horn?”
    He heard her but didn’t stop to answer. Damn it. She was biting him, and he almost forgot why they were on the plane.

    Chapter Six
    Lana looked up from her notebook and slowly dropped it in her lap. Horn had transformed from the cocky, nattily-dressed playboy into a gorgeous guy in faded jeans and a light blue cotton shirt.
    Get hold of your glands, lady
.
    He appeared to have no thoughts along that line while coming down the aisle. She sucked in his scent when he sat down beside her, warming to the idea of pulling him into the washroom for a quickie.
    Say something, you fool
.
“You shaved.”
    Very clever, you dolt.
    “Yes, I did, and even washed my pits.” He did that thing all men do and checked his chin for whiskers he may have missed. “Do I pass inspection?”
    He couldn’t see the smoldering little fires he lit in her blood.
    “You’ll do.” A hundred different remarks spun through her brain, but this wasn’t the time to get carried away. “You had something to say before you left?”
    He unbuttoned the second button on his shirt before turning to face her, leaning on her armrest. “We have to convince Antigua and anyone else snooping around that our relationship has reached the point of high octane.”
    She knew exactly where he would go with the subject. “Just what do you