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need either one of us.”
She walked into the bathroom and shut the door.
None of this made any sense. He’d come to help her figure out what the key
opened and if it helped her figure out her past, then that was a bonus. He
wasn’t prepared to handle a fight with Floyd in an unknown town. “I’m going to
check out the hotel. I’ll be back in less than a half hour,” he hollered
through the closed bathroom door. “Please stay put.”
“Planned on it.”
He grabbed the keycard from the dresser and
shoved it in his back pocket. He checked the gun in his holster hidden
underneath the leg of his jeans. He needed some space from the brunette. He’d
been with her for only forty-eight hours, but that was more than he’d spent
with any one woman in a long time. He wasn’t used to the company and the way
his jeans tightened around her; it wasn’t pleasant either. Yep, he needed a
break, and if he was smart, he’d grab a beer after his recon.
Jamie waited until she heard the door click into
place before she walked out of the bathroom. Her nerves were shot, coiled tight
in her shoulders and throughout her body. She was mentally drained, and they’d
just begun their journey with no answers accounted for. She pulled the key from
beneath her shirt and palmed the familiar metal as she walked over to the sliding
glass door and peeked outside. Night had started to fall. She normally liked
the peacefulness the darkness provided, but it did little tonight to settle the
butterflies in her stomach. She walked to her bag and started pulling out her
clothes, hanging them in the closet. She checked her guns and slid one under
the pillow closest to the window. Her cell phone rang, and she checked the
caller ID.
****
Max walked around the inside and outside of the
hotel. People milled around, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary. None of
the men who had tried to grab Jamie were anywhere nearby. He walked the parking
garage in search of the white van that they’d driven to the orphanage. Nothing
indicated they’d been followed. He’d rounded his SUV to ensure no one had
tampered with it when he caught a glimpse of someone walking by. He leaned back
into the shadow of the SUV to hide in
the darkness.
“I can’t believe Floyd is sending us to the
fucking jail to bail out those idiots. Why doesn’t he just leave them there?”
One of the men pointed toward the entrance. “I mean if he’s so worried about them,
why doesn’t he leave the fucking penthouse himself and go bail their asses
out.”
Max’s ears perked up. The bastard himself was in
the building. Max waited until the men got in their rental SUV and pulled out
of the garage before he hurried back inside the hotel entrance to warn Jamie.
The sound of Jamie’s voice calling his name from the bar had him stopping in
his tracks.
He moved quickly to where she stood. She grabbed
his hand and dragged him toward the back of the bar to a secluded table that
sat in the shadows.
He sat with his back to the wall. “I thought I
told you to stay in the room.”
“I had to find you and make sure you were okay.”
The waitress arrived, and they each ordered a
beer. Max knew good and well why it was possible that he wasn’t okay, but how
had she? “Why wouldn’t I be okay?” he asked curiously to see how much she’d
figured out.
“Floyd is here. He’s staying in the penthouse.”
Briggs leaned back in his chair as the waitress
set their beers in front of them. How the hell she’d figured that out when she
was supposed to be waiting in the room bugged him. He waited until the waitress
left before he asked, “How did you know? I just found out myself.”
Jamie looked back over her shoulder as if Floyd
had found out where they were. She turned back to Briggs. “I can’t tell you. I
don’t have the specifics, but we have an unexpected source that has managed to
infiltrate his compound.”
Max ran a hand over his face and took a sip of
his beer. If she
She walked into the bathroom and shut the door.
None of this made any sense. He’d come to help her figure out what the key
opened and if it helped her figure out her past, then that was a bonus. He
wasn’t prepared to handle a fight with Floyd in an unknown town. “I’m going to
check out the hotel. I’ll be back in less than a half hour,” he hollered
through the closed bathroom door. “Please stay put.”
“Planned on it.”
He grabbed the keycard from the dresser and
shoved it in his back pocket. He checked the gun in his holster hidden
underneath the leg of his jeans. He needed some space from the brunette. He’d
been with her for only forty-eight hours, but that was more than he’d spent
with any one woman in a long time. He wasn’t used to the company and the way
his jeans tightened around her; it wasn’t pleasant either. Yep, he needed a
break, and if he was smart, he’d grab a beer after his recon.
Jamie waited until she heard the door click into
place before she walked out of the bathroom. Her nerves were shot, coiled tight
in her shoulders and throughout her body. She was mentally drained, and they’d
just begun their journey with no answers accounted for. She pulled the key from
beneath her shirt and palmed the familiar metal as she walked over to the sliding
glass door and peeked outside. Night had started to fall. She normally liked
the peacefulness the darkness provided, but it did little tonight to settle the
butterflies in her stomach. She walked to her bag and started pulling out her
clothes, hanging them in the closet. She checked her guns and slid one under
the pillow closest to the window. Her cell phone rang, and she checked the
caller ID.
****
Max walked around the inside and outside of the
hotel. People milled around, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary. None of
the men who had tried to grab Jamie were anywhere nearby. He walked the parking
garage in search of the white van that they’d driven to the orphanage. Nothing
indicated they’d been followed. He’d rounded his SUV to ensure no one had
tampered with it when he caught a glimpse of someone walking by. He leaned back
into the shadow of the SUV to hide in
the darkness.
“I can’t believe Floyd is sending us to the
fucking jail to bail out those idiots. Why doesn’t he just leave them there?”
One of the men pointed toward the entrance. “I mean if he’s so worried about them,
why doesn’t he leave the fucking penthouse himself and go bail their asses
out.”
Max’s ears perked up. The bastard himself was in
the building. Max waited until the men got in their rental SUV and pulled out
of the garage before he hurried back inside the hotel entrance to warn Jamie.
The sound of Jamie’s voice calling his name from the bar had him stopping in
his tracks.
He moved quickly to where she stood. She grabbed
his hand and dragged him toward the back of the bar to a secluded table that
sat in the shadows.
He sat with his back to the wall. “I thought I
told you to stay in the room.”
“I had to find you and make sure you were okay.”
The waitress arrived, and they each ordered a
beer. Max knew good and well why it was possible that he wasn’t okay, but how
had she? “Why wouldn’t I be okay?” he asked curiously to see how much she’d
figured out.
“Floyd is here. He’s staying in the penthouse.”
Briggs leaned back in his chair as the waitress
set their beers in front of them. How the hell she’d figured that out when she
was supposed to be waiting in the room bugged him. He waited until the waitress
left before he asked, “How did you know? I just found out myself.”
Jamie looked back over her shoulder as if Floyd
had found out where they were. She turned back to Briggs. “I can’t tell you. I
don’t have the specifics, but we have an unexpected source that has managed to
infiltrate his compound.”
Max ran a hand over his face and took a sip of
his beer. If she
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