“Get your garments. We’re getting out of right here.”

“What occurred?” she requested. “Did you discover one thing in Ellen’s home? Did you get caught?”

Rodney seemed across the kitchen to ensure they have been alone. Her coronary heart started to race. She’d seen him go into warrior-mode solely twice earlier than, each occasions when the hit man took his photographs at her.

“I didn’t discover something in the home, however we’re going to have to surrender on that, Bridget. He’s right here.”

Her abdomen twisted into knots. “He?”

Rodney tilted his head, didn’t reply. He didn’t should. “I searched the home final evening. Didn’t discover a fucking factor. That Ellen lady didn’t even personal a pc. Went again to the B&B and began trying on the message once more. I’ll be damned if I can work out the fucking code, so I attempted your suggestion. The subsequent sentence has the phrase key in it. Determined perhaps I used to be searching for the mistaken rattling factor.”

“You assume he gave Ellen a key?”

“Properly, he certain as hell didn’t give her a flash drive. I turned that place the other way up trying. Anyway, I couldn’t sleep, so I assumed I’d take one other swipe on the home. Search for a key.”

“Did you discover one?” she requested.

“By no means made it again to the home. I used to be on the outskirts of city once I noticed him strolling out of one of many inns. God is aware of how lengthy he’s been right here. I’m making an attempt to determine how the hell he discovered us.”

“I don’t know. He will need to have tracked us from Oklahoma one way or the other.”

Rodney nodded. “Yeah, I assume so. Bridget, we gotta transfer. Now.”

“The place?”

“I’ve no fucking concept. But it surely’s not secure right here anymore. Not for you, not for our associates.”

Bridget’s blood ran chilly on the considered the hazard she’d put the James brothers, Todd, and Steven in. Reaching down, she picked up her footwear. Happily, she’d pulled them off whereas making dinner. She lived in naked ft in her condo. Matt and Mark had teased her about her behavior of taking her footwear off the second she walked in a home. “Let’s go.”

“What about your garments?”

She shook her head. “I don’t wish to danger waking up the blokes.”

“Right here.” Rodney took off his coat and helped her put it on. Even with the additional layer, she was going to freeze her ass off on the best way again to the inn. Actually. The boxers weren’t a lot safety. “You certain about this? You don’t wish to go away a notice or one thing?”

“No. They received’t let me go away simply. It’s higher this manner.”

Higher, she thought, as she unexpectedly adopted Rodney alongside the secluded path, her coronary heart breaking extra with each step she took.

Higher, however not simpler.

Chapter 8

Bridget threw the remainder of her clothes in a bag and glanced across the room to ensure she hadn’t forgotten something. Rodney had packed up his personal issues, then insisted she stay within the room whereas he tried to type out their subsequent hideout. He insisted it will be a giant mistake for them to run off with none path. It was higher for her to remain out of sight. He’d borrowed Steven’s truck and brought off over an hour in the past. She was beginning to fear Thompson’s henchman had caught up with him. He’d been gone too lengthy.

She glanced down on the ground, mildly stunned to search out she hadn’t paced a gap within the carpeting. She was a nervous wreck. With every second that handed, her anxiousness grew. She’d hoped to be gone nicely earlier than Matt and Mark found her absence from their mattress. What would they assume once they woke and couldn’t discover her? Would they assume she’d freaked out and run? Modified her thoughts?

A light-weight knock on the door despatched her leaping practically two ft within the air. Rodney wouldn’t have knocked. She froze, unsure what to do. What if it was the hit man?

“Open the door, Bridget. We all know you’re in there.”

Mark’s voice drifted by the wall. She’d run out of time. Now she can be pressured to lie once more. However lie she would if it meant defending the lads she cared about from hurt.

She opened the door. On the opposite aspect, she was greeted by two totally aggravated lovers. They weren’t completely satisfied about her disappearing act.

“Hey,” she mentioned, realizing it was an inane greeting.

“Hey your self.” Matt walked into the room and handed her a big bouquet of flowers. Her coronary heart skipped a beat on the romantic gesture. As shortly as her pleasure got here, it fled, an ache blooming in her chest as a substitute. Leaving them can be one of many hardest issues she’d ever achieved.

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