Cowboy To The Core by Joanna Wayne

Author:Joanna Wayne [Wayne, Joanna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780373694198
Publisher: Harlequin Intrigue
Published: 2009-04-19T07:00:00+00:00

THE SOFT GURGLING in the wee hours of the morning wakened Marcus. He never slept soundly. His hearing was as fine-tuned as the rest of him, like a machine programmed to detect every change in the environment.

He jerked to a sitting position. The noise sounded like a muted coughing or as if someone were choking. Adrenaline galloped through his veins. A heartbeat later, he was rushing toward Dani's bedroom, his weapon on ready.

He shoved the door open and pushed inside. Dani was in the middle of the bed, squirming frantically, fighting the covers. The front of her white pajamas were wet with perspiration.

Her eyes were open, but his presence hadn't seemed to register with her. She was deep in a trance, and whatever she was seeing was killing her.

"It's okay, Dani. I'm here."

He crossed the room, dropped to the side of the bed and took her shuddering body in his arms. "I'm here, baby. You're okay."

She wilted against him, and the wetness of her flesh and clothing dampened his chest. His heart crumpled, and he buried his face in the tangled locks of her hair.

"He's a monster," she whispered, her voice hoarse and broken.

"Who's a monster?"

"The man in the vision."

"He can't hurt you, baby. It was only an image."

Only a vision, but it was tearing her apart. It was pure anguish to watch her go through this, but nothing like the hell it must be for her. "Do you want to talk about it now or is it better to wait?"

"There's nothing to talk about. It was the nightmare all over again, only in more horrifying detail."

"The one with the green dress?"

She nodded and looked away.

"What were the new details, Dani? What changed?" He tilted her face toward him so that she'd have to make eye contact.

"Nothing important."

Her eyes said differently. "It wasn't Ella wearing the green dress, was it?"

"No," she admitted, "but it was a mistake. He thought I was someone named Helena. He thinks Ella or Helena or whatever her real name is betrayed him, that she took a lover."

"He said that."

"More than once. The killer has to be Kevin."

"Did you see his face?"

"No, but he's her boyfriend. Who else could she betray?"

"I'm not sure, but Ella being the victim's pseudo name fits with her using a fake social security number. What else was different?"

"The violence. The attack. He hit and..." Her voice cracked. "There's no use to repeat it. He was just angry and violent and out for revenge."

"But you're sure the man thought he was harming someone else?"

"Yes, so as long as I don't put myself in a position to be confused with Ella, I should be safe."

She was trying to explain away the danger to herself the way she always did. He was convinced now that was for her benefit as much as his. If she believed she couldn't be touched by the reality of the violence, the visions couldn't destroy her.

Granted Marcus didn't know much about psychic visions, but he trusted his own gut instincts.

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