Flawless Danger (The Spencer & Sione Series Book 1) by Rachel Woods

Author:Rachel Woods [Woods, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: BonzaiMoon Books LLC
Published: 2016-08-02T04:00:00+00:00

chapter 56

San Ignacio, Belize

Belizean Banyan Resort – Owner’s Casita

Strange, blaring chimes roused Spencer.

Disoriented and sluggish, she struggled to sit up and open her eyes. It took her a moment to realize she wasn’t dreaming. She was awake and in a bed, the sheets damp and twisted around her body. Staring straight ahead, left, and then right, it took her a few more minutes to reason she was in a bedroom. The furnishings didn’t look familiar. She wasn’t in her apartment. Filled with dread, her heart lurched. Where the hell was she?

Trying not to panic, she glanced around the room again. Dim, but not completely dark. Light spilled from a door opened just enough to spark a memory within her. It was a bathroom. She’d taken a shower, and then she’d stumbled to the bed, climbed under the covers, and crashed.

The strange chimes cut through the silence again, startling her. What was that? Her cell phone, the answer came to her. Her cell phone was ringing. Reluctantly, she slid out of bed. Where was her purse?

Spotting a lamp on the bedside table, she groped beneath the shade and turned it on. Hazy, golden light flooded the room, clearing away the temporary amnesia. She knew exactly where she was. John’s casita.

After the horror show at Maxine Porter’s condo, where she was nearly killed, John had insisted she come back to his casita and stay with him. He was worried Tommy Fong might come back to attack her again and the honeymoon casita would be the first place Fong would look.

Spencer had protested but not as vigorously as she could have. She’d told John she was okay, but the bloody severed hand had terrified her. Despite her brave posturing, Spencer really hadn’t wanted to be alone in the honeymoon casita.

Spotting the blue Birkin on a chair in the corner, Spencer hurried to it. She opened the purse, grabbed the cell phone, and then frowned. It wasn’t ringing, but she still heard the strange chimes. A second later, the source of the sound came to her. The burner phone. She had a text.

Reluctantly, she took the burner phone from the Birkin and sat on the edge of the bed. Checking the time on the phone, she was shocked she’d slept for so long—more than six hours. Stress and fear had wiped her out, mentally and physically. She supposed lapsing into a near comatose state was her body’s way of responding to the terror of discovering a severed body part and being slapped around and shot at. Deciding to get it over with, since she knew who the text was from, she accessed it.

call me right now

Her heart slammed. Trembling, Spencer eased down on the edge of the bed and called Ben. When he answered on the second ring, disappointment seeped into her, spreading like poison. Spencer almost hung up the phone. Instead, she said, “Ben, I need to tell you something that happened today. Maxine Porter called me this morning, saying she wanted to

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