Hidden Identity by Alice Sharpe

Author:Alice Sharpe
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mills & Boon Intrigue
Published: 2019-03-25T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

“We’re going to Hard Rock, Arizona,” Adam announced after he’d rigged a ramp to roll the motorcycle into the back of the van. He tied the bike upright and slammed the door. “We’re going to need to change our appearances.”

She climbed into the passenger seat as he got behind the wheel. “Is Hard Rock a big place?” she asked. “Do you know a lot of people?”

“It’s pretty small, actually, and I hardly know anyone. I moved there from Tucson to take the job as bodyguard for Devin Holton and his wife, Aimee. Which brings up the matter that we have to assume Holton’s men have reported my current bleached hair and your description must have been circulated. Have you ever wanted to be a redhead?”

“How do I know? But what the heck, why not? What do we do when we get to Hard Rock?” she asked.

“For starters, I want to get some idea what Holton’s wife did after he went to prison.”

“Wouldn’t she just stay at their house?”

“It’s a big estate. The government must have seized it upon conviction. But there may still be someone I know hanging around up there, so I can’t poke around as Adam Parish. I think I’ll use my dad’s name, Frank, and my mother’s surname, Mason. As for what comes after that, it depends on what I find. Holton had a few cronies—maybe I can infiltrate them and get wind of what’s going on.”

“Sooner or later, won’t they recognize you?”

“Maybe not. A good bodyguard’s face is almost invisible. You’re more a walking muscle with a gun than you are a human being.”

“But they must have seen you at the trial.”

“Most of them stayed away from that trial unless they were subpoenaed. It had been moved to Tucson so it wasn’t in their backyard. Plus I grew a big old beard and wore a ponytail.”

“I’ll need a new name, too,” she said. “I think I’ll call myself Daisy Hanks.”

“Cute,” he said. “Let’s get another room and change our appearance.”

Two hours later, Chelsea had short red hair and bright red lips. Adam’s hair was the same length as his beard, less than half an inch. When he donned the reflective glasses Chelsea had chosen, he hardly recognized himself.

Adam admitted that he dreaded the moment Whip learned he was back in Arizona. The man had made it pretty clear that he was in favor of Adam getting out of the country—this change of plans would no doubt alarm him.

On the other hand, maybe he’d heard something about US Marshal Ron Ballard or discovered whoever was acting as liaison between Holton and the outside. Or even better, maybe he’d gleaned some clue as to why Holton seemed to be moving heaven and earth to hunt down and eliminate Adam.

* * *

IT TOOK UNTIL the next afternoon to get to Hard Rock and by the time they drove into the small hamlet, they were tired, hot and hungry. They stopped to eat tacos from a food truck doing

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