She hung up and looked over at Ajay. If it had been any other man, she would’ve told him to mind his own business. But this was Ajay, and his company, his family, were everything to him. More importantly, she couldn’t hide the truth from him. She’d committed to honesty when they started . . . whatever it was that was growing between them.

“Ajay, that was Roshan Patel.”

The glint in his eyes sharpened. “New employee. Reports to Sri. Came from RKH Collective but now works for me. Why is he calling you?”

“A sense of loyalty. And he doesn’t trust Sri.”

“Dammit, Raj, you should’ve called me over before he even opened his mouth. It’s a violation of his privacy contract to share any information with you and grounds for termination.”

“Good,” she said, crossing her arms over her chest, facing his growing anger like an Olympian. “Fire him and I’ll take him back. Ajay, you need to realize that two people now are telling you that your head of security, Sri, is useless. One of those people is your girlfriend who owns a security company.”

Ajay’s lips thinned. “He’s my responsibility, not yours. You’ve made your feelings clear.”

Ajay had so much to learn, starting with when to let go of the deadweight. His father must’ve protected Sri or something for Ajay to act this way.

“Look, are you going to listen to what I’m about to tell you or not?”

He nodded, his body tense with anger.

“The information my company found for Bharat, Inc. was a set up. We were fed false information. Sahar Ali Khan isn’t your mole.”

Ajay hesitated. “Roshan said this?”

“Yes. He and the rest of Sri’s team know that Sahar hasn’t been found yet, nor has she been in contact with WTA.”

Ajay looked over his shoulder, and then back at Raj. “My cousin told me. Apparently, Sahar disappeared.”

“It gets worse. Roshan was reviewing Sahar’s access history, and he found that her key was used to download data twenty-four hours after she was fired.”

Ajay’s face turned thunderous. “Motherfucker.”

Raj nodded, almost expecting Ajay to throw a punch. She wanted to do some damage, herself.

“Roshan said that he found the information after doing a deep dive in data that we didn’t have access to as consultants. Even then, I’m sorry that I had any part in this.”

He paced, running his fingers through his hair and messing up his perfectly combed style. “My father and brothers have to know. We have to triage.”

“My advice is to keep it from Sri. I mean it, Ajay.”

He stared at her with that piercing intensity she first saw at the Gen One gala. “Fine,” he finally said. “Let’s go. We have about an hour’s drive.”

“Excuse me? Where are we going that’s an hour away?”