Hannah's Truth (Cypress Security Book 4) by Regan Black

Author:Regan Black [Black, Regan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-03-28T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Patriot Plaza Truck Stop

Hannah rolled out of bed in a hurry as her stomach clenched. She sent up a prayer of gratitude Bart wasn’t nearby and she hoped he wasn’t even in the apartment.

When the first wave of nausea subsided, she leaned against the bathroom counter and brushed her teeth, careful not to do anything that would kick off an encore performance.

She decided she liked Bart’s bathroom, with only the mirrored medicine cabinet. It made avoiding her reflection that much easier. She didn’t need to look to know the dark circles and sickly pallor were her best features at the moment. Well, maybe everyone would blame it on yesterday’s excitement. She took a peek then, and startled herself when she saw the color blooming from her cheekbone and curling up and around her eyebrow.

“Lovely.” Bart would be more than a little irritated with her for refusing to apply the ice packs more frequently. From the look of it, she deserved his inevitable ‘I told you so’.

She returned to the bedroom and flopped back on the bed for a brief pity party. Beneath her, she could feel the hum of business carrying on downstairs. She should find a way to pitch in with the day to day, find something to keep her mind off the looming worry about the cartel’s next move.

Maybe she should just go back to Baltimore and let DeVries send her wherever he deemed safe. She’d warned Bart about the wiretap and he and his old Army connections were smart enough to take it from here. Staying here only put his livelihood in jeopardy. Not to mention his lifestyle if he learned about the baby.

She sighed as the debate chased itself in circles through her mind once more. How strange and unfair that one night resulted in lifelong consequences for two people who’d simply indulged in an alcohol-induced experiment.

And good grief, last night had been dumb. Satisfying, but dumb.

She blinked away tears. It felt ridiculous in the context of the moment, but she longed for her mother. For the soft touch and gentle comfort that had always been offered when Hannah was ill or upset.

She could almost hear her mom’s voice now, telling her this would pass soon enough.

“Not nearly soon enough,” Hannah muttered, imagining her mother’s smile as she rushed back to the bathroom for round two.

Starting the shower, she elected to skip her normal morning exercise. No way was her stomach steady enough to workout. Gently, she lathered shampoo through her hair and rinsed her face, carefully avoiding her bruised eye.

Dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, her damp hair woven into a braid, she saw stars flickering at the edge of her vision when she bent over to tie her tennis shoes. She remembered the bug and the eavesdroppers on the other end just before she said something aloud to the baby.

She locked the front door behind her and paused to enjoy the morning. The sun was climbing into a clear sky and the light breeze carried the stringent fuel and exhaust fumes away from her.

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