As they rose high in the sky, he checked his man. One gunshot in the leg. Damn it all to hell. He thought grimly and glared at the young lady huddled in the far seat. There were things worth getting shot for, but saving someone like her wasn't one of them.
The other team members had already started emergency first aid. Asher moved back to give them room. He picked up a headset and motioned for Kimberly to do the same.
"I need to get my man to a doctor" he told her, speaking into the attached microphone.
Her gaze moved from him to Paul then back to him. "Of course" she said. "I can stay with you at the hospital"
There was no point telling her that they weren't going to a hospital. Public health facilities required too much paper work, and the staff would have too many questions. Asher had his own state of the art medical center with trained specialists —all former students military doctors &mdas
Kimberly stared at him and bit her lower lip. Wondering what she had done to make the man dislike her so much. It wasn't her fault she got kidnapped and she didn't force him to come rescue her. She was sorry about his friend if that was what he was so mad about... And she was grateful for their helpBut that wasn't her fault either.She breathed deeply."Mr Adams" she said. "I'm assuming my father hired you to find me? You didn't answer me before and I just wanted to be sure"He nodded and crossed his arms over his chest. "Yes, your father came to me a week ago. He didn't want to contact the police because he didn't want to spook the kidnappers. He hired another company to locate you after the kidnapping, but they didn't have much luck." He raised one shoulder and let it fall. "I'm better""How is he?.. My father" she asked.He shrugged. "Really worried, obviously. His dau
He watched her take a step back and smiled inwardly. For some reason he just felt like they were in some kind of fight. Like she was taking something from him. Something he knew he shouldn't let go of, and he just had to fight to hold on to it."Or would you prefer to get kidnapped again?" he continued. "If you do, that's your problem, not mine. But I'm getting my money from your dad first. Then if you wish to get kidnapped again, suit yourself. So that means that for now, you are stuck with me. And if this place isn't good enough for you.... Well, you are just going to have to suck it up"For once she didn't reply. He was a bit surprised, she seemed to have a reply to almost everything. But she just stared at me him. Her beautiful eyes shone. She didn't move away from him anymore and he was standing right in front of her. He leaned towards her. She didn't flinch. He had to acknowledge that she had some backbone. And she wasn't a screamer. T
It would be very weird if she woke up suddenly and found him staring at her like some kind of creep. He thought. Hell, he felt like a creep. Standing there and fighting the urge to reach out and tuck her hair behind her ears. Most of it covered a part of her beautiful face.He wanted to.. But he didn't.He turned and left the room as quietly as he had come in. Careful not to wake her.-----------------------Kimberly walked back and forth in the small room until her legs and back ached, then she perched on the edge of the bed and stared at the door. One again, she had no idea how much time had passed or when Asher Adams would return. She only knew that she was afraid and desperately needed to go home.One thing she had learned in the past few days was that she wasn't ready to die. And she didn't trust her rescuer. She rested her elbows on her thighs and dropped her head to
Asher's eyes dropped to his chest where she had poked him, and then back to her. His eyes widened and his mouth opened.Kimberly watched him. Wondering what he was going to do to her. He looked like he was about to say something when a woman, probably one of his team members appeared in the doorway. She held a bag in her hand which she handed to Asher."James told me to give you this" the woman said."Thanks, Madison" Asher said and the woman nodded and left.He handed the bag to Kimberly but she didn't take it from him, so he dumped it on the bed."Just things you should freshen up with. And a change of clothes too. I will be down the hall in the kitchen. You should eat something before we leave"He turned and walked out, leaving the room open this time.Kimberly opened the bag. It contained a toothbrush, paste and the normal bathing stuff. She was surprised
Someone rang the bell and Asher went to check the security camera monitor and recognized the man standing on the front porch. It was James."What's the word?" Asher asked, after letting the other man into the house.James, a tall , dark man with steely gray eyes and a scar that ran down his neck, shrugged. "Paul is doing fine" he replied. "They got the damn bullet out. Doctor says he is good. But he lost some blood""Any damage?" Asher asked.James shrugged. "I didn't want to hear anything bad so I didn't ask. I'm sure it's fine though. If there were any problems, they would have told me"Asher nodded. He understood. He wouldn't have asked either if he had been in James shoes. "You okay taking care of the other job?" he asked."Sure thing" James replied. "We got teams there already. And if the uncle gets any close to the kid, I will take him down"&nbs
"Do you live here?" she asked, still looking out"No I don't . It's a safe house""Who else do you bring here""None of your business" he replied."Of course" she nodded. "But I still wonder. What exactly do you do with your life that you own a house like this?" she asked."I prepare in advance for what my clients might need" he said simply.Their eyes met. He read questions in hers. No fear, though, which he respected. She wasn't what he had thought. Maybe not as useless as most women like her. She has backbone and more than a little —He felt it then. Subtle at first, but growing. It filled the room, pressing in on him, stealing air, heating breath.Awareness.Of her. The scent of her skin, the way she moved. Exquisite. He thought to himself, indulging in a brief erotic fantasy that involv
She had two servings of Salad and three of pasta. When she had finished, she leaned back in her chair and sighed."Better?" he asked. His voice hoarse.Kimberly nodded. "Much better" she said. "Thanks for cooking. You did a great job"He smiled. "Yeah. I can boil up pasta better than almost anyone"The humor intrigued her. So far, her host had been all business. The smile softened his expression and added light to his eyes. She wished he would smile more. It almost made him approachable. He was still dangerous, but it was nice to know there was a regular person under all that killer edge.But his smile faded so soon as if it had never existed and the warrior returned."Would you like to rest a little before we leave? I could use the opportunity to get some work done" he said.Kimberly nodded. "I think I will get some sleep first. I'm a bit tired" she said.
For reasons that made no sense to her, he hadn't tied her hands. She reached up and pulled off the blindfold, only to find herself in a dark box inside a van.Of course, she thought, knowing that if she had been less exhausted she would have found the situation humorous. He hadn't tied her hands because once she was in the van it hadn't mattered if she had removed the blindfold. There was nothing for her to see.Very slick, she thought as she crawled to the end of the van and stepped down. She looked around and realized they weren't at her father's house yet. They were just on a lonely road."is something wrong?" she asked. Obviously confused."It's okay for you to come sit inside now" he said. "We are away from the safe house now"She nodded and followed him into the car after he closed the bank of the van again."I wasn't going to tell anyone about your precious little safe house.