Double Danger by Trilby Plants & Nancy Tucker

Author:Trilby Plants & Nancy Tucker [Plants, Trilby]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pywacket Press
Published: 2017-04-29T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Alyssa awoke sometime later chilled despite Nick’s sport coat over her. Bella snuggled against her belly. Nick must have gotten the cat and brought her to the tent. The rain had stopped. Alyssa didn’t feel exhausted anymore or on the edge of hysteria. She had no idea what she would say to him.

She stretched, and Bella leapt up and meowed to be let out.

“Where is he, kitty? Where did he go?” She ruffled the cat’s gray fur.

Bella responded with a shake of her head and rubbed against Alyssa’s legs.

“Okay, okay, I’m hurrying.” She grabbed the cat and, limping, moving somewhat easier, deposited her in the Suburban.

No Nick. The Suburban keys were a prominent lump on the otherwise empty picnic table. She could drive away, stop at the nearest telephone, and call the police.

She moved toward the table and stood for a long moment, staring at the keys. She could not run away. Against her rational judgment she felt something for this man. She wanted to believe it was genuine, not something she could callously leave behind. She believed he was a good man caught up in perilous circumstances, trying to make things right for himself and for her. She had to stick around and find out if his feelings for her were more than he admitted. She conceded the possibility their situation might be hopeless. That either he would not survive, or he would simply go back into his manufactured life as a protected witness. Either way, she would have to go on without him

Had he already left her? She sank to the picnic table bench. Maybe she was a liability. She really didn’t know him. Maybe through some twisted idea of chivalry, he’d left to avoid endangering her. Or worse, he didn’t care about her at all.

She jumped to her feet. Tracks, maybe he’d left tracks. She moved around, staring at the ground, searching for signs. What kind of shoes was he wearing? Some kind of hiking shoe. Perhaps they had a distinctive pattern on the sole. Of course, she didn’t know what that pattern was.

She stopped, realizing she had circled to the back of the tent in her search.

“Nothing,” she muttered. “This is stupid, Alyssa, stupid.”

“What’s stupid?”

She whirled, fist raised, and swung, landing a glancing blow on Nick’s left ear.

“Ow,” he yelped and ducked away from further punishment. He was wearing only jeans, and his hair was wet. Both towels were draped around his neck. He held his shirt partially wrapped around his holstered gun.

“Oh, God, I’m sorry,” Alyssa said. “I didn’t see you, I mean, I didn’t know it was you. It was a reflex –”

“You have excellent reflexes,” he said, holding his ear. “Who were you expecting?”

“I don’t know. You just startled me. I’m really sorry. Did I hurt you?”

“No, no, don’t worry.” He flexed his jaw. “My hearing should return eventually.”

“Oooh,” Alyssa raised a fist, but he caught her wrist before the blow landed.

“I’m kidding,” he said, and released her. “What are you doing back here talking to yourself? Misplace the cat?”

She stiffened.

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