Girl of My Dreams by Mandel Morgan

Author:Mandel, Morgan [Mandel, Morgan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Publisher: Choice One Publishing Co.
Published: 2011-11-09T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

BLAKE STRETCHED and turned to the editor. “With tonight’s clip, we’ll be set,” he said.

With the program to air the following evening, he was ahead of the game. It was good to get a little breathing room.

His cell phone rang. Jillian’s name flashed with the number. Now what?

“I’m lost,” she said.

How could the competent Jillian slip up again? Wasn’t it enough she’d thrown everything into a tailspin by entering the contest in the first place?

She couldn’t be too far. He’d get her away from wherever she was and back to the hotel in no time.

“Okay, Jillian, go to the nearest street corner and read me the names on the sign.”

“I’m at one now. It says Maria and Josephina.”

Of all places for her to land. He’d been to this city often enough to catch the vibes of certain areas and those jumped off the list.

“How the hell did you end up there?” Damn, she’d landed in another mess. No time to send someone else. He had to get over to her pronto.

“Never mind. Listen, whatever you do, don’t move. Stay put under the street lamp and be on guard. It can get pretty dicey around there. I’ll be right over.”

As he swung the revolving door of the hotel, the wind blew his hair over his eyes. When he pushed it back, he noticed a bank of ominous clouds approaching. A storm was brewing. Double damn. He had to snatch Jillian out of that hellhole fast. If anything happened to her, he’d never live with himself.

He raced to the canal.

“Andiamo,” he said, slipping into a waiting speed boat. An angry bellow, a bright streak, the storm grew closer.

“Signor, are you sure you want to go out there?” the driver asked.

“I’ve got to. I’ll give you extra,” Blake said. Would the man refuse because of the weather?

His heart raced as he thought of Jillian standing alone, unprotected, unsure of where to go. He had to reach her.

At the promise of extra lira, the man’s eyes lit up. “At your service, signor.”

Blake climbed in, grateful the promise of enticement of money had worked.

It seemed to take forever to get where he needed to go. Blake bit his lip to keep from yelling another andiamo. It wouldn’t do to antagonize the man.

Then it started. Buckets of water crashed down from the heavens, into the boat. The driver swore, striving to maintain control.

Blake echoed his sentiments, and for the first time doubted the wisdom of his actions. Was it right to put the man’s life in danger? They were in between landings, so it was too late to go back. They may as well forge ahead.

The storm intensified. He couldn’t risk calling Jillian on the cell. It probably wouldn’t go through anyway. He only hoped she’d stay put as he’d instructed and not duck into a doorway or portico. In that area, she had better odds against a lightning strike than being alone in the dark.

A sharp crackle and a downward streak made Blake almost jump from his seat into the canal.

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