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Red faced and flustered the officer turned to shout at his subordinates some more.
“Get forensics in here. Do it now!”
Then he turned to Catharina “You saw them didn’t you, you’re a witness.”
She stared down, uncomfortably, and then watched as he approached Heath with an exaggerated swagger.
“Jack Heath I’m arresting you for breaking and entering, trespass...” then he whispered in his ear “and a whole lot more besides”
Nervously she started the motor on the Harley Davidson. She found it parked up not that far away from Stonewold Hall. She’d never actually ridden a motorbike before.
Obediently it started up with a furious roar.
Now all she had to do was get the hell out of here and try and find out whatever Godforsaken police station they had dragged Heath to.
But first she needed to make a little detour.
It didn’t take long, running off from the kerbside. There it was, still in some sort of disused shaft by a small arrangement of rocks, still unopened.
Phew!
The moon hurried behind a cloud and it turned pitch black for a minute, Catharina took a moment to reflect on her situation. She never would have thought that when she came to England she would be gunrunning on the Yorkshire Moors.
“Jesus you could have sold tickets it’s so public, it’s only a bloody picnic area Catharina!”
She swiveled around on the stiletto heel that had caused her to tumble down the hillside and immediately came face to face with a picnic bench that she somehow hadn’t noticed in the darkness. Catharina felt her cheeks redden despite the subzero temperatures.
Heath stood before her, amusement hiding itself on his face, but she knew it was there.
“And who the hell said you could take my bike”
A smile curled around his lips. He liked the look of her like that - hair flowing, curves pouting on the bike. Only it was better when she was at the back, with him at the wheel.
He was unaware that his smile was giving her involuntary spasms of pleasure up and down her body.
“Anyway what we want to do is get rid of these and find somewhere safe to put them.” said Heath, trying to remain focused. Although it was hard with her looking so damn hot.
“Not Stonewold Hall then? That was a bit risky wasn’t it?”
Heath rolled his eyes. “As if I’d have put them anywhere that stupid, it’s almost as daft as here!”
“Wh.. what do you mean?” She asked confused.
“I mean I didn’t put em there. Have a guess who wanted a quick bust.”
“So they’re not yours then?”
“Nope. Mine are somewhere safe” Said Heath, as if she was a child. “But I’m sure he managed to get loads of my DNA over them. That’s my bag for a start. All the same, we need rid of them”
He fished them out of the crevice they had been dangled into.
“Hang on, you haven’t explained how you got here.. did you… you know change?”
Heath laughed shaking his head.
“Didn’t need to. PC Tubby is so dozy it was not exactly hard to give him the slip...
…can’t wait to see the look on his face when he realizes”
He brought his face closer to hers.
“That wasn’t the only reason I wanted to get out of there quick. I still haven’t finished explaining...”
They were kissing, again, all over. Shots of adrenaline were biting her all over her body, melting the snowflakes as they landed on them.
“I wanted to tell you that...”
She kissed his on his mouth.
“No need “
“No.. I”
She caressed him tenderly.
“I know, I feel it too... and I think everything will work out, he’s got nothing on you at all, as long as we get this sorted.” She said indicating the bag. “Come on let’s go.”
He took her hand and squeezed it gently as he got beside her and led to the pillion seat.
“Sure, but I’m driving.”
*****
THE END
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Midnight Sisterhood
It was 6PM and I was
Red faced and flustered the officer turned to shout at his subordinates some more.
“Get forensics in here. Do it now!”
Then he turned to Catharina “You saw them didn’t you, you’re a witness.”
She stared down, uncomfortably, and then watched as he approached Heath with an exaggerated swagger.
“Jack Heath I’m arresting you for breaking and entering, trespass...” then he whispered in his ear “and a whole lot more besides”
Nervously she started the motor on the Harley Davidson. She found it parked up not that far away from Stonewold Hall. She’d never actually ridden a motorbike before.
Obediently it started up with a furious roar.
Now all she had to do was get the hell out of here and try and find out whatever Godforsaken police station they had dragged Heath to.
But first she needed to make a little detour.
It didn’t take long, running off from the kerbside. There it was, still in some sort of disused shaft by a small arrangement of rocks, still unopened.
Phew!
The moon hurried behind a cloud and it turned pitch black for a minute, Catharina took a moment to reflect on her situation. She never would have thought that when she came to England she would be gunrunning on the Yorkshire Moors.
“Jesus you could have sold tickets it’s so public, it’s only a bloody picnic area Catharina!”
She swiveled around on the stiletto heel that had caused her to tumble down the hillside and immediately came face to face with a picnic bench that she somehow hadn’t noticed in the darkness. Catharina felt her cheeks redden despite the subzero temperatures.
Heath stood before her, amusement hiding itself on his face, but she knew it was there.
“And who the hell said you could take my bike”
A smile curled around his lips. He liked the look of her like that - hair flowing, curves pouting on the bike. Only it was better when she was at the back, with him at the wheel.
He was unaware that his smile was giving her involuntary spasms of pleasure up and down her body.
“Anyway what we want to do is get rid of these and find somewhere safe to put them.” said Heath, trying to remain focused. Although it was hard with her looking so damn hot.
“Not Stonewold Hall then? That was a bit risky wasn’t it?”
Heath rolled his eyes. “As if I’d have put them anywhere that stupid, it’s almost as daft as here!”
“Wh.. what do you mean?” She asked confused.
“I mean I didn’t put em there. Have a guess who wanted a quick bust.”
“So they’re not yours then?”
“Nope. Mine are somewhere safe” Said Heath, as if she was a child. “But I’m sure he managed to get loads of my DNA over them. That’s my bag for a start. All the same, we need rid of them”
He fished them out of the crevice they had been dangled into.
“Hang on, you haven’t explained how you got here.. did you… you know change?”
Heath laughed shaking his head.
“Didn’t need to. PC Tubby is so dozy it was not exactly hard to give him the slip...
…can’t wait to see the look on his face when he realizes”
He brought his face closer to hers.
“That wasn’t the only reason I wanted to get out of there quick. I still haven’t finished explaining...”
They were kissing, again, all over. Shots of adrenaline were biting her all over her body, melting the snowflakes as they landed on them.
“I wanted to tell you that...”
She kissed his on his mouth.
“No need “
“No.. I”
She caressed him tenderly.
“I know, I feel it too... and I think everything will work out, he’s got nothing on you at all, as long as we get this sorted.” She said indicating the bag. “Come on let’s go.”
He took her hand and squeezed it gently as he got beside her and led to the pillion seat.
“Sure, but I’m driving.”
*****
THE END
Here is a preview of another romance story MIDNIGHT SISTERHOOD: Catching the Call Girl Killer by Anna West.
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