Gorilla’s Little Flower (Bratburg Daddies #7)
Prologue
“I don’t care how you do it, just get it done!
” Governor Bowersox screamed. His face became so red that Lily Knight grew concerned the man’s head was about to explode from the increased pressure.
“I want something on that place that will allow me to shut it down and get my daughter back from that… that animal who runs it.”
Lily Knight took a breath before responding softly, “Yes, sir. I’ll do my best.”
“I don’t want your best. I want results.” The man collapsed into the large chair behind his desk, red-faced and panting.
Lily wondered if he was having a heart attack and if they should call someone. She glanced at the man standing beside her, but he did not seem concerned.
“Miss Knight is my best agent for this kind of a mission, Governor. She will get the information you need,” Ian King, her handler and surrogate big brother, said.
“Fine. Now go away and get me results.”
Without another word, Lily followed Ian out of the governor’s private office. They descended the fire stairs two flights to the Department of Special Investigations.
Following Ian’s lead, Lily did not speak until they were in his office with the door closed.
This room, like all the private offices on this floor, was soundproof, but she still moved to the corner and turned on the white noise machine as an added precaution.
After all, they were talking the crazy business of bringing down a part of the state that kept polite society humming.
Or so she’d been told as a teenager when threatened with a trip to the famous institution.
“How am I supposed to get into Bratburg? I’m too old for the program; I don’t have a criminal record, and I worked for The Council before coming to work for you. The minute David Hendricks sees me, he’ll know something hinky is going on.”
Ian settled in his chair and folded his hands together on top of the desk.
“You won’t go through a hearing before the Council.
If you make a few physical changes, and don’t get too close to David, you should be able to fake your way in.
You’ll stay just long enough to dig up enough dirt on the staff to make the Governor happy about closing it down. ”
Lily wanted to ask more questions, but had a feeling Ian would not answer them.
He might be her handler, but she worked alone for a reason.
In the past year with DSI, she’d gained a reputation for being able to get in and out of places and situations no one else could.
It had not taken long for her to earn her code name of Chameleon.
Ian stared into her eyes, looking more serious than usual. “I want you back here in two days, and I’d better not recognize you. Hopefully by then, I will have come up with how to get you onto the grounds. After that, it will be up to you.”