Afterglow by Adair Cherry

Author:Adair, Cherry [Adair, Cherry]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Simon & Schuster UK
Published: 2012-03-20T00:00:00+00:00

TEN

As soon as they bolted the hotel room door, Dakota yanked off the black wig that she had put back on before leaving the catacombs. When this clusterfuck was over, he was going to burn the damn thing. She tossed the wig onto the bed, her pale green eyes a little dazed.

He’d gotten them out of the catacombs as the people in the club became marginally aware that someone had been shot. Nobody seemed to care particularly. Rapture did that. The situation had just gone from shit to fucked in a heartbeat.

He raked his fingers through his hair, dropping his hand when he smelled Dakota on his fingers. Christ. He couldn’t go there.

She sat on the foot of the bed. “I don’t understand what happened.”

He went into the bathroom and washed his hands, drying them as he walked back into the room. She sat cross-legged on the bed, her bare shoulders gleaming in the sunlight shining through the window, and her hair looked like the finest cognac streaked with ginger. He walked to the window to stare out at the Parisian rooftops without seeing any of it.

Dakota’s beauty stole his breath, making him do and think crazy things. Always had. “Apparently our guy went to the club last night. Waited for the owner-slash-prospective buyer to show. He supplied the buyer and his friends with Rapture. As you saw, it was a big hit. Big order. Then playtime for the rest of the night.”

“Everyone looked …” Dakota’s lips twitched. “Very happy. Why kill the man who was about to give them a lifetime supply of happy?”

“That—” He cut himself off when there was a coded knock at the door, and he went to yank it open. “—is the million-dollar question. A day late and several million dollars short,” he told Ligg and Rebik as they entered. “What are you doing here? You’re supposed to be following the other guy. And why weren’t you answering your phones?”

The two men exchanged a look.

Ligg shrugged. “Crappy reception.”

“I left explicit instructions for you to follow the GPS location Dakota sent you. Did you get any of those texts?”

“Nope.” Ligg gave him a quizzical look. “Only one from Ham telling us to rendezvous with you here.”

“Where’s everyone else? Cole? Walters?” He’d brought twenty-four men with him for the wedding. He’d ordered half his men to return to the United States on the private plane with the wedding guests, which meant there should be eleven of them hanging around waiting for orders.

Rebik shook his head. “No idea.”

“What about Chris Raimi?” Dakota asked, picking up on the tension. “He called and said he was on his way here.”

“Who?” Rand asked, distracted by the men’s inability to tell him where the others were. He shot a brief glance at her, then looked at Ligg for answers. “Chris Raimi? Never heard of him.”

“You’re joking, right? I spoke to him. He had my cell number.”

Yet another fucking mystery. “He’s not one of mine.”

Dakota looked from Ligg to Rebik. “Do you know who he is?”

“No, ma’am,” they said in unison.

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