“Hidden rooms, restricted floors.” Amused, Kiera tilted a sly grin up at him. “Word on the street is that you’d make an awesome James Bond, and the role’s up for grabs. Does this come under the heading of character research?”
“Well, I don’t have a high-tech research lab tucked away here, if that’s what you’re angling for,” he chuckled, and led her from the small elevator car. “But it’s a grand place to hide Christmas presents, as not even my nieces and nephews are allowed to poke around down here.”
It was also an excellent space to tuck away heavy equipment like the massive inverters that converted solar energy into useable electricity, and the rows of huge water tanks that channeled warm currents up to the swimming pool. “We’re completely solar-reliant here,” he told her with justifiabl
