Blue Knight by Tracy Cooper-Posey

Author:Tracy Cooper-Posey [Cooper-Posey, Tracy]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Tags: Military romantic suspense, military romantic suspense series, romantic suspense action thriller, romantic suspense with sex, military heros romantic suspense, war romantic suspense, military romantic thriller
Publisher: Tracy Cooper-Posey
Published: 2013-12-07T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Once she had a new digital key, Olivia asked the night clerk, a tall, thin man in his late forties, with hollow cheeks and sagging jowls, to escort her to her room. She halted in front of the first sentry they came across and asked the clerk to translate for her.

Via the night clerk she explained to the guard her predicament—that she had just been questioned by Serrano and Ibarra and that the two sergeants who were to escort her to her room had abandoned her at the foyer. She needed safe conduct to her room, as the curfew was still in effect.

Her appearance must have sold her story for her more than her words, along with the rumors that must by now have thoroughly circulated the hotel. The sentry looked her up and down and glanced at the night clerk. “She is the one they took?” he asked the clerk. He thought he was safe speaking Spanish and Olivia schooled her face, keeping it expressionless.

The night clerk nodded. “Look what they did to her. You have doubts?”

“Why did the guards dump her with you?”

“They didn’t. They wanted to fuck her. She ran away from them. She’s too embarrassed to tell you that.”

Olivia battled hard not to react to the night clerk’s insightful observation.

The guard grinned. “Who can blame them?” He hefted his rifled over his shoulder and looked at her. “Come,” he said in accented English. “Where is your room?”

She told him. She and the night clerk fell behind as the guard strode along the corridor. Olivia glanced at the night clerk. “What did you tell him to make him agree?”

“I put him in a good humor,” the night clerk told her in an undertone. “I had to be crude, but it worked.”

“Thank you,” Olivia said with deep gratitude.

The guard made getting to her room uneventful, even though they passed a dozen more sentries and check points. With the night clerk there, even the guard could not misbehave.

By the time she slid the keycard into the lock on her door, Olivia felt the stresses of reaching her room had been more grueling than the questioning that Serrano had put her through.

She shouldered the door open and nodded at the night clerk and the guard. “My thanks,” she said simply.

The guard simply turned and walked away. The night clerk glanced over his shoulder at the guard as he strode back down the corridor. Then he gave her a small smile and pulled something out of his pocket and held it out to her.

She looked down at the small elongated triangular piece of wood. Its purpose was incomprehensible to her.

“For under your door,” the night clerk explained. “The chains, the locks, they are no good now, you understand? Too many people, they have keys, have too much strength. This little thing, it is much much stronger than they are. Will hold against many.”

Understanding flooded her. He was giving her another sort of protection. A very basic, old-fashioned kind. Another sort of lock.

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