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suddenly she shot to the surface and came face to face with Archer.
He was holding her by her arm she saw now, even though she couldn’t feel his grip.
He said something but she couldn’t understand him and then he slid behind her, his arm going over her chest and locking under her and then she was being raised on his side as he pulled her toward a boat she had never seen before.
Suddenly, they crashed into something in the water.
Justine screamed.
It was Daniel. His eyes were wide and lifeless; a bullet hole was centered in his forehead.
Archer maneuvered them around the body and soon they were within reach of the other boat. Standing at the front of the vessel with a rope and life ring was Agent Runyan.
Justine had never been so happy to see the FBI.
21.
The collapsible beach table held a pitcher of ice-cold margaritas with very little margarita left.
Surrounding the table and the scant remains of its liquid goodness sat three beach chairs. Justine was in the middle chair and to her left Archer Thorpe, to her right, Special Agent Runyan.
Justine had her left arm in a sling, and a fresh margarita in her right.
“To Passion Key,” she said. They all clinked glasses, even the FBI agent who claimed to be officially off duty.
Justine turned to her. “So tell me again who my ex-husband bribed at headquarters?”
Runyan turned up the corner of her mouth. “One of the Bureau’s lawyers, can you believe that? Even though I’m not supposed to say anything. This person had gotten into some gambling trouble and giving up your address was going to clear his debts. Of course, it actually cleared his schedule because he’ll have absolutely nothing to do for about twenty years.”
“I’ll drink to that,” Archer said, and sipped from his glass.
Justine couldn’t help but stare at him as he did so. He looked incredibly handsome, framed against the backdrop of the ocean, and surrounded by the halo Justine had awarded him for saving her life.
He caught her looking at him and smiled.
They had been doing a lot of that lately. Among other things.
Just then, Runyan’s cell phone rang and she stepped away to take the call. Archer and Justine listened to the sound of the waves. A gull cried as it swooped across the waterline, looking for a quick and easy snack.
Moments later, Runyan was back.
“Gotta go folks, sounds like we’ve got a situation not far from here,” she said. She shook hands with Archer and hugged Justine. “I think you’re going to be okay now,” Runyan said, adding an imperceptible nod toward Archer, and a wink at Justine.
She hustled away and Justine and Archer heard her gun her car out of the resort’s parking lot complete with tires squealing as she powered onto the main road.
“Did she wink at you?” Archer said, smiling.
Justine laughed. “How did you know?”
“A man can sense these things,” Archer said, a big grin on his face. It was a face Justine had decided she could get used to.
“You wish,” Justine answered.
“At least she didn’t say something about you being in good hands, and then doing the old wink-wink, nudge-nudge,” he said.
He came over to her, leaned down and kissed her. Even though the bullet had grazed her shoulder, narrowly missing most of her muscle and bone, the shoulder still hurt from the stitches. But kissing Archer made the pain a little less noticeable.
“First the jellyfish sting, now a gunshot wound,” Justine said. “I might as well list you as my primary care doctor.”
Archer tossed down the rest of his margarita and scooped Justine into his arms.
“Well, I think it’s time for a very thorough checkup.”
Justine laughed and a tiny shudder of anticipation ran through her body. Whoever named this little strip of paradise had chosen the perfect word.
Passion.
THE END
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He was holding her by her arm she saw now, even though she couldn’t feel his grip.
He said something but she couldn’t understand him and then he slid behind her, his arm going over her chest and locking under her and then she was being raised on his side as he pulled her toward a boat she had never seen before.
Suddenly, they crashed into something in the water.
Justine screamed.
It was Daniel. His eyes were wide and lifeless; a bullet hole was centered in his forehead.
Archer maneuvered them around the body and soon they were within reach of the other boat. Standing at the front of the vessel with a rope and life ring was Agent Runyan.
Justine had never been so happy to see the FBI.
21.
The collapsible beach table held a pitcher of ice-cold margaritas with very little margarita left.
Surrounding the table and the scant remains of its liquid goodness sat three beach chairs. Justine was in the middle chair and to her left Archer Thorpe, to her right, Special Agent Runyan.
Justine had her left arm in a sling, and a fresh margarita in her right.
“To Passion Key,” she said. They all clinked glasses, even the FBI agent who claimed to be officially off duty.
Justine turned to her. “So tell me again who my ex-husband bribed at headquarters?”
Runyan turned up the corner of her mouth. “One of the Bureau’s lawyers, can you believe that? Even though I’m not supposed to say anything. This person had gotten into some gambling trouble and giving up your address was going to clear his debts. Of course, it actually cleared his schedule because he’ll have absolutely nothing to do for about twenty years.”
“I’ll drink to that,” Archer said, and sipped from his glass.
Justine couldn’t help but stare at him as he did so. He looked incredibly handsome, framed against the backdrop of the ocean, and surrounded by the halo Justine had awarded him for saving her life.
He caught her looking at him and smiled.
They had been doing a lot of that lately. Among other things.
Just then, Runyan’s cell phone rang and she stepped away to take the call. Archer and Justine listened to the sound of the waves. A gull cried as it swooped across the waterline, looking for a quick and easy snack.
Moments later, Runyan was back.
“Gotta go folks, sounds like we’ve got a situation not far from here,” she said. She shook hands with Archer and hugged Justine. “I think you’re going to be okay now,” Runyan said, adding an imperceptible nod toward Archer, and a wink at Justine.
She hustled away and Justine and Archer heard her gun her car out of the resort’s parking lot complete with tires squealing as she powered onto the main road.
“Did she wink at you?” Archer said, smiling.
Justine laughed. “How did you know?”
“A man can sense these things,” Archer said, a big grin on his face. It was a face Justine had decided she could get used to.
“You wish,” Justine answered.
“At least she didn’t say something about you being in good hands, and then doing the old wink-wink, nudge-nudge,” he said.
He came over to her, leaned down and kissed her. Even though the bullet had grazed her shoulder, narrowly missing most of her muscle and bone, the shoulder still hurt from the stitches. But kissing Archer made the pain a little less noticeable.
“First the jellyfish sting, now a gunshot wound,” Justine said. “I might as well list you as my primary care doctor.”
Archer tossed down the rest of his margarita and scooped Justine into his arms.
“Well, I think it’s time for a very thorough checkup.”
Justine laughed and a tiny shudder of anticipation ran through her body. Whoever named this little strip of paradise had chosen the perfect word.
Passion.
THE END
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