Flirting With Danger (1) by Enoch Suzanne

Author:Enoch, Suzanne [Enoch, Suzanne]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, General, Contemporary, Fiction
ISBN: 9780060593636
Publisher: Avon
Published: 2005-03-02T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Sunday, 1:30 p.m.

"I should call Tom," Rick said, though he didn't move.

Samantha wiped at unaccustomed tears. It was the adrenaline; she was still shaking with leftover energy. She was used to the punch, but being nearly blown up was nothing like the thrill of a well-executed burglary.

"How much are you going to tell Castillo?" she asked, grateful that Richard pretended not to notice her stupid crying.

"Enough so we can figure out who's been setting bombs in my house." With a grim look he reached for his belt and pulled free his cell phone.

"He's going to say it was me, you know."

"That's why I'm calling Tom. Even if Castillo decides to arrest you, we'll have you out on bail in an hour."

Another rush, this time of fear, hit her, and she lurched to her feet. "No. I am not—"

"Samantha, calm down. I won't let—"

She backed away another step, easily evading his grasp. "It's not up to you. I am not going to jail just so you can put on your shining armor and rescue me. No."

Rick got to his feet. "Wouldn't you rather be cleared than have Castillo and the police watching you every second of your life?"

He had no idea what it was like to live her life. "I'm used to hiding, and I can't be cleared," she hissed, her trembling starting all over again. She was not going to be hysterical. She didn't get hysterical. Not even when people tried to kill her and other people she was beginning to trust then suggested it would be a good thing if she went to jail. "If I go in, I'll never get out."

"Calm down." He kept his voice quiet and even, probably anticipating that she might run. She wanted to run. Hell, she'd already scoped out an exit. "All right. Don't worry. You're not going anywhere. Just sit down, and let me call Donner."

"I'll calm down," she returned, "somewhere else."

"Someone just tried to kill you," he said more sharply. "You're not leaving my sight."

"Then follow me," she shot back, turning on her heel. "I'm going for a walk."

She heard his low growl, then his feet on the drive. He was following her. Feeling a little easier despite herself, she headed toward the pond.

Castillo looked out the veranda window. The room Miss Jellicoe used had been cleared, with no further devices found. She should have been killed; from what the bomb squad said, she had either set up the event, or had the fastest reflexes they'd ever seen. Considering the study he'd been making over the past few days of what was known about her father's career and about some other thefts attributed to him but not proven, his hunch tended toward the fast reflexes.

Out on the front drive she and Addison were arguing about something, and he imagined that it had to do with how much they were going to tell him. If this crap had happened anywhere but at Solano Dorado, he would have had them both taken down to the department for questioning.

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