72 Hours by Clare London

Author:Clare London [London, Clare]
Language: nld
Format: epub
Tags: erotic MM, Romance MM
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

72 Hours

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YEAH, I don‘t know why it took me so long to notice we no longer had

our visitor with us. Blame the drugs, blame my distraction with

someone else. But there was no Greg hovering in the corner of my

living room, no frightened protests, no wide young eyes pleading with

me to believe him. No Dylan, guarding him for me.

―He‘s gone, then?‖

Niall nodded. ―While I was talking to Cissy, she got an e-mail

message from Simon saying to send Greg back as soon as possible. It

was very urgent, so she said. I protested we hadn‘t really finished

questioning him—but Cissy insisted.‖

When Cissy insisted, it was the equivalent of Judith‘s own orders.

―The dog—Dylan—was nosing around outside, under your

trailer. Greg was so damned nervous about him that I had to ask one of

Junk‘s girls to see him safely off the site. He said he had a car parked

just outside the perimeter. He‘ll be okay to get himself back.‖ He saw

my frown. ―He had no more information for us, Tanner. He didn‘t see

the attacker in detail. I saw no reason to hold him any longer.‖

―So did you talk to Simon?‖ I was a little alarmed at all the things

that had been going on while I‘d been out of it.

―I tried, but no luck. Seems Simon is in hiding now, too, the same

as we are. Or else he‘s looking for Brad.‖ His voice shook, surprising

me. ―The whole damned Team seems to have gone AWOL! No one‘s

answering the security cell numbers, no one‘s left any messages as to

where they are or what their orders are.‖

Running scared. Not something Niall Sutherland would have

much tolerance for. We may have handled dangerous situations in the

Project Team, but these direct—and potentially murderous—attacks on

us were something else. But I was surprised that Judith wasn‘t pulling

things together. ―How was Cissy?‖

―Still disturbed. Evasive.‖ He looked carefully at me but said no

more. He stretched the muscles of his shoulders, and the shirt tightened

across his torso. His hair looked less than neat. I felt a shiver run

through my body.

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