Against the Storm by Kat Martin

Against the Storm by Kat Martin

Author:Kat Martin
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Tags: Fiction / Romance
ISBN: 9780778312925
Publisher: Mira
Published: 2011-10-25T08:00:00+00:00


Maggie worked on her client list, but her concentration was wearing thin when the phone rang downstairs. Ashley had taken the baby and driven her old blue Chevy down to the library. She needed to find a cookbook—Italian, something special to make for Jason. Recipes off the internet just weren’t the same, she said.

Wondering if it might be Trace, Maggie hurried to the breakfast bar, smiling as she picked up the phone. The sound of music floated over the line and her stomach instantly knotted.

“I…saw…you…I knew you would be my one true love. I…saw…you…a vision so pure and sweet, my only true love….”

Her heart was thrumming. Her palms grew damp as she checked the time of the call on the kitchen clock and jotted it down on the pad beside the phone. Hang up, she told herself as the song continued to play. You have the information they need to track the call. But her fingers refused to obey.

Then he began to speak. “My dear…dear Mag-gie…” The same electronically distorted voice, the same eerie chill racing down her spine. “I’ve missed see-ing you, Mag-gie. I’ve missed watch-ing you…. Soon, my precious dar-ling. Soon it will be time for us to be together.”

Fear coursed through her. “You bastard! Leave me alone!” She slammed down the receiver, getting a vicious thrill at the thought of the noise ringing in his ear. She was breathing hard, her whole body shaking. She hadn’t seen Trace since the morning after the gallery show when he had brought her home. He had called several times, but after their night of lovemaking, both of them seemed to need a breather, time to sort things out.

Earlier, he had phoned to tell her he was checking on the men at the opening who fit the description of the stalker. So far nothing of interest had turned up.

She dialed his cell number with a shaky hand, and Trace answered on the second ring.

“Maggie,” he said, recognizing her caller ID.

“He phoned again, Trace. It was…it was just like before.”

“Where’s Ashley?”

“At the library.”

“Check your doors. I’ll be right there.”

He didn’t have to come over. He could have gotten the time of the call, dialed the phone company from his cell and started them working on whatever it took to implement the trap.

But she was glad he was coming. She wanted to see him. Needed to see him.

A few minutes later he banged on the door. Maggie opened it, saw the handsomest cowboy she’d ever encountered and walked straight into his arms.

Trace held her tightly. “You’re shaking.” He ran a hand through her hair, smoothing it back from her face. “That bastard. I swear when I get my hands on him…”

He didn’t say more. Didn’t need to. She could think of a dozen things she’d like to do if she ever got her hands on him.

Trace caught her shoulders, eased her back to look at her. “You okay?”

She nodded, released a shaky breath. “I’m okay.” She smiled. “Better now that you’re here.” She went over to the breakfast bar, hit the button on the recorder they had set up to catch the calls.



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