An Agent for Fallon (The Pinkerton Matchmaker Book 60) by Ginny Sterling

Author:Ginny Sterling [Sterling, Ginny]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2020-02-14T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

The past few days were a blur of dread and anxiety for Rourke. He’d arrived in Denver and had kept his cool as he spoke with Archibald Gordon. He’d been afraid that he would lose his temper or come unhinged at the slightest inclination that Fallon had married willingly or for love.

That hadn't been the case.

Rourke had listened numbly as they informed him that Fallon would not repeat her vows nor was she intent on staying married to the man travelling with her. That had been a relief, and the visit had been enlightening. Apparently Archie had been expecting him and Rourke was almost curious at what the Chicago office had told the director prior to his arrival. A nervous woman fluttered about, as well as several men who were armed to the teeth.

A calm discussion had revealed that they were given a relatively easy task to restrain some hoodlums south of Denver as an entry into the agency with one of his best agents.

“I could tell your Fallon wanted to be an agent, but her heart lay elsewhere,” Archie had informed him, making Rourke catch his breath with the sudden burst of hope in his chest. He left quickly, making a beeline for Blackhawk, Colorado immediately. Riding straight through the night, he didn’t stop at all and arrived late the next day completely bedraggled. He hadn't even paid attention to the location nor what was around him. He was focused on reaching Fallon, getting food, and finding shelter so he could sleep at some point… not necessarily in that exact order either. As he rode into town, he saw a hotel nearby and immediately headed for the desk to request a room.

“I’ll be needing a room for the evening.”

A man pushed past him, clutching his thigh and his face was pale. The alarmed and determined look on his face made Rourke hesitate. There was an edge of desperation to him that caused everyone who saw him to take pause.

“I need a needle and thread.”

“Are ye’ okay?” Rourke asked quietly, seeing him stagger.

“Do I look okay?”

“No, you look like you’ve been skewered.”

“That’d be accurate,” he snapped, looking back at the desk clerk. “I need a bottle of whiskey too and my new friend needs a medal for stating the obvious.”

“Quiet there boy-o or I’ll be shanking the other leg yer standing upon out of spite.”

“You’ve got the same snarky attitude and accent as my wife.”

It was almost comical to see the realization in their faces at the same time. Horrified, Rourke looked around for Fallon. When he didn’t see her, he went for the man’s throat, slamming him into the wall. Hands pulled at his arms as he wrapped his hands around his throat. He’d kill him if something happened to Fallon.

“Where’s my gel? Where’s my Fallon?” he gritted out behind his teeth. A bright, bloody hand pushed painfully against his face as the other man tried to free himself. Rourke looked down and saw that the wound was from a knife and looked like it wasn’t that old.

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