Lorcan was already up and out of bed. He made two cups of coffee and gave one to Orla. She wouldn’t get out of bed until she’d had her coffee. That was her morning ritual.
“I still think you should pass on this job, Orla.”
“We’ve had this conversation,” Orla grumbled.
“Do you know who the LeBlancs are?”
“Yes, the richest and most mysterious family on Earth. What’s your point?” Orla sipped her coffee.
“I know your client said we don’t have to deal with the kidnap and ransom, but we practically have to kidnap Jo from the kidnapper. That’s worse. You haven’t done this kind of job before. It’s bad enough that we don’t know Zen and what he’s capable of. But when it comes to the LeBlancs, nobody knows anything.”
“Rumor has it they can make gold. That’s why they’re so rich.” Orla chuckled.
