Her Secret Betrayal
knee and Sean the other.
He used a cloth bandage to secure them, though not tightly.
    “Did they take anything?” I asked. He
glanced over his shoulder towards the police in the other room and
said nothing for a long time.
    “Aside from your safety? Only some papers
concerning the restaurant. Everything else is just destruction.
Nothing the insurance won’t replace.”
    “She’s ok, Sean. Look, she’s beautiful.”
Dani pushed my hair over my shoulder and gave my shoulders a
squeeze. I didn’t ask why she was there, but I was glad she was. I
accepted the hug and gave her one right back.
    “She is. I know. That doesn’t mean I want
anything like this to happen to her. I’ve got to go talk to
detective. Send Dani for me if you need anything.” He dropped a
kiss to my cheek and left my side, pensive and restrained in a way
I’d never seen him. Guarded and possessive, sorry and distant. A
mess of emotions he was not used to feeling.
    “He’s adorable. Like a puppy.” Dani teased
and leaned her head against my shoulder. I smiled, despite my
exhaustion. We stayed like that for a long time.
    “How did you end up here?” I asked when the
police and Sean and Zach moved away from the bedroom to a room
deeper in the condo.
    “Zach was giving me a ride home, but needed
to swing by his office. That’s when we found it had been ransacked,
too.” She frowned and sat up. “He said documents about the
restaurant had been taken too. I wonder why?”
    I thought of the way Zach had looked at the
wild redhead when she’d literally fallen into his restaurant. It
had been wonder and want. It didn’t surprise me that he’d offered
to drive her home. It surprised me that it had taken him this
long.
    I shook my head in answer to her question,
but something else nagged at me. Something I couldn’t quite
remember.
    “Are you hungry?” she asked and slid of the
bed. “I’m starving. Sean brought take-out. I can bring you
some.”
    “Yes, please. Starved. And nauseous. This
should be awesome.” I slid backwards until I hit the headboard. The
leather straps still hanging there jangled a bit and embarrassment
flushed my cheeks. She grinned to herself but said nothing as she
left the room. Quickly I unhooked the straps and shoved them under
a pillow in case the police made rounds in here.
    “Miss Mahoney?”
    I looked up at the sound of my name and a
horde of people stood in the doorway. Sean and Zach flanked a
police officer, Dani behind them with a bowl and chopsticks. She
shrugged helplessly.
    “Yes?” I cleared my throat and pulled my
robe tighter around my body.
    “A couple of questions? Can you tell me what
happened?”
    I nodded and launched into it the best I
could remember. When I mentioned the towels all being gone, Sean
began pacing like a wild animal. By the time I was done with my
short, unhelpful tale, his hair stood in all different directions
and he looked hung over and exhausted.
    “You can’t remember anyone speaking? Not
sure how many people there were?”
    “No. I honestly had my hands over my ears
most of the time. I didn’t hear anything telling.”
    “Thank you. We’ll be in touch if we have any
further questions. One last word with the two of you and then we’ll
be out of your hair.” He nodded to Sean and Zach. They both looked
haggard but followed.
    Dani finally picked her way across the room
to the bed. I took the Chinese food and chopsticks gratefully and
we sat side-by-side against the headboard.
    “Sounds like they took the paperwork about
the purchase of the property and a lot of the financial files,”
Dani said between bites. “Wanna hear something else that’s really
weird?”
    I shook my head. “Weirder than someone
stealing my towel and locking me in a bathroom while they ransack
the place?”
    “Weirder than that.”
    “I don’t know, but tell me.”
    “I heard Zach telling Sean that whoever
broken into his office stole the invitations to the opening Taylor
dropped off

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