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reason the place seemed so magical was because it was something he didn’t have in his life on an everyday basis.
After brewing a pot of coffee, Steel opened the French doors and sipped his coffee on the balcony. It was still very early, so there were only one or two people on the beach. Steel didn’t mind the quiet, though. Staring out at the sunrise glimmering and reflecting over the ocean water was soothing.
From the balcony with the sounds of the crashing waves, Steel didn’t hear the tone from Kristen’s phone, signaling that she had a text message. The soft harp ringtone of her phone did wake Kristen from the dream she was having. At first she just rolled over, but by the time the phone sounded a second time, she opened her eyes. “What time is it?” she asked as she yawned. She didn’t wake nearly as refreshed as Steel but the scent of coffee in the room was getting her attention.
When Steel didn’t answer, Kristen turned to her side to see if he had fallen back asleep after starting the coffee, but he wasn’t there. For a second, she wondered if the wedding was all just a dream, but the sheer curtains blowing from the breeze entering the room caught her eyes. She saw Steel sipping his coffee on the balcony. She thought about joining him, but wasn’t quite ready to get out of bed. After another huge yawn, she reached over to the night stand and grabbed her phone. She figured the text was from Julie.
Steel’s peace and quiet was shattered when he heard a sharp and painful scream from the room. He turned to see what was wrong and saw Kristen sitting up in the bed with a shocked look on her face.
“What’s wrong?” he asked as he ran to her side.
Kristen was speechless. She couldn’t believe that within twenty-four hours of getting everything she ever wanted, she was having to once again deal with something so foreboding. She handed her phone to Steel.
“What is this?” he asked. It was a picture of Julie. Her face was bruised and make up smeared. She was tied to a chair.
Kristen found her voice, though it was shaky. “I do…don’t know. I just got it. Someone sent it to me.” She wanted to be strong, but her eyes quickly teared up.
Before Steel could even reply, his phone rang. It was Kawoski. Steel quickly answered the phone, but didn’t get a chance to speak. His jaw clenched as he listened to what his friend had to say.
After Kawoski relayed everything that had happened since the wedding reception, he prepared himself for a barrage of questions. Steel didn’t seem surprised though. “Did you hear me?” he asked.
“I heard you,” Steel answered. “In fact, Kristen just got a picture text. It was Julie tied to a chair. She looks like she’s in bad shape.” As he and Kawoski talked, Steel forwarded the picture from Kristen’s phone to Kawoski. Maybe there was something in it that would clue them in to Julie’s location.
“There’s something else,” Kawoski said before hanging up. He didn’t know if he should tell Steel, but he had a right to know. “The guy hired to do the kidnapping said that Julie wasn’t the intended target. He just grabbed her by mistake.”
Steel didn’t understand what his friend was getting at. “Well, if she wasn’t the target, who was?”
“It was supposed to be Kristen,” Kawoski answered.
It all came back to Steel. Kristen was called to the phone, but Kristen took the call. The call was a trap. Someone was trying to get Kristen away from the crowd. If Steel wasn’t fired up before, he certainly became so after hearing that Kristen was in danger. “We’re coming home!”
Without saying a word, Steel grabbed his and Kristen’s suitcases and laid them on the bed. He half-hazardly began
After brewing a pot of coffee, Steel opened the French doors and sipped his coffee on the balcony. It was still very early, so there were only one or two people on the beach. Steel didn’t mind the quiet, though. Staring out at the sunrise glimmering and reflecting over the ocean water was soothing.
From the balcony with the sounds of the crashing waves, Steel didn’t hear the tone from Kristen’s phone, signaling that she had a text message. The soft harp ringtone of her phone did wake Kristen from the dream she was having. At first she just rolled over, but by the time the phone sounded a second time, she opened her eyes. “What time is it?” she asked as she yawned. She didn’t wake nearly as refreshed as Steel but the scent of coffee in the room was getting her attention.
When Steel didn’t answer, Kristen turned to her side to see if he had fallen back asleep after starting the coffee, but he wasn’t there. For a second, she wondered if the wedding was all just a dream, but the sheer curtains blowing from the breeze entering the room caught her eyes. She saw Steel sipping his coffee on the balcony. She thought about joining him, but wasn’t quite ready to get out of bed. After another huge yawn, she reached over to the night stand and grabbed her phone. She figured the text was from Julie.
Steel’s peace and quiet was shattered when he heard a sharp and painful scream from the room. He turned to see what was wrong and saw Kristen sitting up in the bed with a shocked look on her face.
“What’s wrong?” he asked as he ran to her side.
Kristen was speechless. She couldn’t believe that within twenty-four hours of getting everything she ever wanted, she was having to once again deal with something so foreboding. She handed her phone to Steel.
“What is this?” he asked. It was a picture of Julie. Her face was bruised and make up smeared. She was tied to a chair.
Kristen found her voice, though it was shaky. “I do…don’t know. I just got it. Someone sent it to me.” She wanted to be strong, but her eyes quickly teared up.
Before Steel could even reply, his phone rang. It was Kawoski. Steel quickly answered the phone, but didn’t get a chance to speak. His jaw clenched as he listened to what his friend had to say.
After Kawoski relayed everything that had happened since the wedding reception, he prepared himself for a barrage of questions. Steel didn’t seem surprised though. “Did you hear me?” he asked.
“I heard you,” Steel answered. “In fact, Kristen just got a picture text. It was Julie tied to a chair. She looks like she’s in bad shape.” As he and Kawoski talked, Steel forwarded the picture from Kristen’s phone to Kawoski. Maybe there was something in it that would clue them in to Julie’s location.
“There’s something else,” Kawoski said before hanging up. He didn’t know if he should tell Steel, but he had a right to know. “The guy hired to do the kidnapping said that Julie wasn’t the intended target. He just grabbed her by mistake.”
Steel didn’t understand what his friend was getting at. “Well, if she wasn’t the target, who was?”
“It was supposed to be Kristen,” Kawoski answered.
It all came back to Steel. Kristen was called to the phone, but Kristen took the call. The call was a trap. Someone was trying to get Kristen away from the crowd. If Steel wasn’t fired up before, he certainly became so after hearing that Kristen was in danger. “We’re coming home!”
Without saying a word, Steel grabbed his and Kristen’s suitcases and laid them on the bed. He half-hazardly began
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