Heart Of Midnight by Fiona Brand

Author:Fiona Brand
Format: epub

Chapter 10

Later that evening, a dark shadow coalesced in the corner of Gray's sitting room.

Gray glanced up from the reports he had been attempting to read, when in reality he had been staring at the print and brooding about Sam. He consulted his watch. "You took your time."

Blade emerged from behind the smothering length of a gently rotting velvet drape. "I nearly got spotted. A woman came out on her balcony to water her plants. I had to wait until she'd gone."

"Is everything in place?"

"We're ready. You need to get Sam out, though. This building is like a damn rabbit warren. I don't think I've ever seen so many entry points. It's giving me an uneasy feeling."

Gray's own unease crystallised. He'd had an itch down his spine ever since he'd arrived, which was unusual. He had thought it was simply the situation with Sam, the odd sense of the past merging with the present and the difficulties of juggling two goals when he needed to be concentrating only on one: Harper.

There was no way Harper could be here yet, but Gray didn't discount the margin for error.

He had reason to doubt his own judgement. Seven years ago, that judgement had cost lives. "I'm shifting Sam into a safe house tomorrow. Farrell, the police officer taking her place, arrived today. Everyone has been briefed. The whole place is as wired for surveillance as we can get it and not advertise the fact. There's no way Harper can enter this building without being spotted."

"Did you spot me?"

Gray jerked a thumb at the adjoining bedroom, where Ben was seated in front of a monitor. The screen was presently split into four quarters, each showing a different view of the outside of the hotel. "Saw Sadie Carson douse you with the watering can. That drainpipe must have got real slick, but you hung on good. Glad to see you haven't lost your edge."

Blade grunted and ran a hand over his wet hair. Water trickled down his neck. "Maybe you should put Ms. Carson on the payroll. With any luck, she'll do the same for that bastard Harper."

*

Sam came awake, her heart pounding, senses straining. Her bedroom was flooded with an almost preternatural light despite the closed drapes, courtesy of an almost full moon. But it had been something else that had roused her, a sound that her sleep-fogged brain couldn't quite identify.

It came again. A small cry, a shuffling sound.

She strained to hear. If there was someone outside, she should do something about it, instead of cowering inside, imagining any number of reasons for that sound. She should at least try to see if someone was attempting to break in.

Slipping from bed, she pulled on her jeans, felt around for her sneakers and slipped them on. On impulse she inched a drawer open and pulled out a dark T-shirt, pulling that on over her thin cotton singlet.

Leaving the flat in darkness, she walked from window to window, opening the curtains just enough that she could see outside.

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