Fake It For Me - A Fake Wife Billionaire Romance by Layla Valentine & Ana Sparks

Author:Layla Valentine & Ana Sparks [Valentine, Layla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-05-31T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Around an hour later, Cassandra heard movement in the back seat.

“Oh, you’re awake?”

The caffeine was still working in her system, but she could feel the fatigue underneath it.

“You do realize that taking over the driving would be exactly the worst thing I could do to avoid being caught, right?”

“So when I’m too exhausted to carry on,” Cassandra said, looking at him in the rearview mirror, “what are we going to do then?”

“We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it,” Hardy said. “Maybe if we have some space—and we’re not being chased actively—I’ll find somewhere, a safe house or something. We’ll hide your car and you can catch a few hours’ sleep.”

“You know,” Cassandra said, licking her lips as she thought. “Listening to the radio would be a good way to find out whether they’re still after you or not.”

“I know they’re still after me,” Hardy said.

He shifted in the seat and Cassandra saw his arm snake out around the passenger seat, his hand rooting around until he found the pack of cigarettes, and extracted one.

“The question is whether they have any idea where I am or where I’m going.”

“Considering I don’t even know where we’re going, and I’m the one driving…”

“They could figure it out, if they had someone like me on the case,” Hardy countered.

Cassandra raised an eyebrow. “Someone like you?”

“A bounty hunter,” Hardy explained. “Someone who’s knows how to track people, and figure out where they’re likely to try and disappear.”

“So, if they had someone like you hunting you down,” Cassandra said, checking her mirrors in a sudden burst of paranoia, “where would that person go?”

“That would depend on if they guessed what I was doing,” Hardy said, and Cassandra heard him open his window a crack before lighting his cigarette. “If someone figured out that I was interested in clearing my name, in figuring out who really did it, they’d go where we’re going right now.”

“You know, it would be easier if you would just tell me wherever it is we’re going,” Cassandra said. She glanced at Hardy in her rearview mirror. “I’m already on board, obviously.”

Hardy was silent for a few moments. He took a drag of the cigarette and exhaled once, then twice.

“Okay,” he said, apparently coming to a decision. “We’re going to my friend Riley’s place.”

“Hold on a second—why would a friend frame you for murder?”

Hardy scowled at her from the back seat. “It’s a long story,” he said curtly.

“Well, according to you we’ve got nothing but time, right?”

Cassandra felt a mixture of genuine curiosity—the same curiosity that had led to her becoming a journalist in the first place—and lingering fear at the fact that she had a convicted murderer in her back seat. The evidence had seemed so clear, and the jury had deliberated for such a long time that she’d had no question about the verdict once it was announced.

“Riley…” Hardy sighed. He took another drag of his cigarette and continued. “Riley and I grew up in the same town. Tiny place, no one’s ever heard of it.

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