Two doorways led to the north, probably to a bedroom and bathroom.
Papers were scattered across the table, and she inched forward, noticing the red circles around Russian mining interests. She pointed to a mountain near Nijoy. “There’s another mine here. Coal, planekite, and supposedly some silver.”
Daire glanced at her, grabbed a red pen from the center of the maps, and made a circle. “Owned by Bychkov?”
“No.” She rubbed warmth back into her hands, not realizing how chilly it had been on the ride. Her attention had apparently been on the hard body driving the bike. “I’ve traced the owners through several dummy corporations, but I haven’t connected the dots yet.”
Daire nodded. “We’ll have allies check it out tomorrow.”
She shrugged. “Good luck. There’s one road in, and it’s secured. My plan was to take care of that mine last, and I figured on parachuting in.”
Adam stood, dusting off his hands. “Have you ever parachuted?”
“No.”
He grinned. “Cool.”
Daire rolled his eyes. “Not cool.”
Felicity pointed to three more areas across the Russian tundra. “There are mines here, all closely held corporations, but I think they’re diamonds and not anything else. My people haven’t had the chance to check them out personally.”
Daire drew more circles with question marks. “We have more allies than you do in Russia and will take care of it.”
“Actually, you don’t.” She’d spent years gathering allies and favors. When her brother, Suri, had died, she’d quickly confiscated all his Intel. She’d also continued with his allies, having blackmail information on many of them. Once this mission was over, she planned to burn it all. “But go ahead.” She moved across the map and tapped on Fryser Island. “We need to get into Sjener?se mine somehow.”
He nodded. “I know. My people will take care of that mission as well as checking out Bychkov’s other mine on Fryser.”
“Good. That’ll free up my people for other work.”
“Speaking of which, what’s your grand plan?” Daire dropped into a chair and stretched out his legs, his fingers tapping on a closed silver laptop. “You mentioned bombing mines, stealing companies, and robbing banks. What’s next?”
She slid out a chair and sat. “Banks.”
He eyed her, his green gaze revealing nothing. “Is this all for revenge?”
“Yes.” She met his gaze evenly. “Ivan took the father of my boys away from them, and I had to return to hell in order to protect them, which I did a very poor job of doing. This is all about vengeance.” Before her sons discovered the truth and put themselves in more danger than ever before. Would the enforcer understand?
“Does Zane have any clue who Ivan is?” Adam asked, leaning against the wall.
“No.” She reached for the laptop.
“Zane has impressive forces as well as ironclad allies,” Adam said gently, his gaze no less intense than Daire’s. “Why not let him wage war?”
“There’s been enough war,” she spat, her body vibrating. “We finally have peace, and Zane has a one-year-old daughter to protect. All of this is because of me, and I need to take care of the threat.” She’d failed her sons enough.
Adam shook his head.
Her gaze focused on Daire, and she lifted an eyebrow.
No expression crossed his chiseled face. “You need this?”
On so many damn levels, she needed this, and she had to protect her kids for once. Daire seemed so close to his cousin, Simone, and that woman was tough and independent. Maybe he could see that side of Felicity, too. Instead of going into details, instead of trying to convince him, all she did was nod. “Yes.”
He studied her, a knowing intelligence in his eyes. “All right, but not by yourself.” Flipping the laptop around, he pushed it toward her. “Show me your plan to rob banks.”