By: Day Leclaire  Copyright © 2011 by Harlequin Books S.A
Chapter Nine  Print this Page  Why would Jett run her name
through the Pretorius Program? What was in it for her? Did Trey
really have to ask?  She lifted her chin and glared at him. "I'd
think that would be obvious, even to you."  "Sure. You hoped to
get insider information on my company that would help your
father take me down."  Jett started to plant her hands on her
hips, then grabbed at the sheet when it began to fall. "Justice
St. John doesn't need any help from me on that front. Not if
you're as much of an idiot as you're acting."  He flinched as
though she'd struck him. "You think you can turn this back on
me? I'm not the one who got you into this mess. You and your
father managed that quite nicely on your own."  "If I'd planned
to somehow arrange for you to come here to gain insider
information into your robotics firm, why would I have told you
my real name? Since I'm lying about everything else, why
wouldn't I have lied about that, too?"