High Risk by Simona Ahrnstedt

Author:Simona Ahrnstedt [Ahrnstedt, Simona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2018-02-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 32

So, she was back at Tom’s place again. Ambra shook her head. He came out into the living room with Freja’s leash in his hand.

“I’ll get a fire going when I’m back, but I need to take her out first,” he apologized. Freja barked and wagged her tail. Her huge body was trembling with joy.

“I’ll manage,” Ambra said, glad she wasn’t expected to follow them outside. It was snowing more heavily now, and even the short distance from the car to the house had been enough to make her shiver.

“Make yourself at home. I need to take her for a good walk or she’ll tear the place to shreds, but we’ll be back soon.” He gestured to the dog with his head. “Come on, you beast.” Freja barked and almost knocked over a table on her way out.

Ambra waited until she heard the door close before she peered around the room. She moved over to the bookcase and aimlessly scanned the shelves. There was a small pile of Swedish paperbacks, but most of the books were in Norwegian or English. She absentmindedly flicked through a book on the Northern Lights.

She strained to see whether she could hear them coming back, but when she didn’t hear either Tom or Freja, she moved on, out of the living room.

What exactly did “make yourself at home” mean?

The house had a lot of doors. She would like to take a look inside a few of them, she thought, moving through the house.

Hmm, that looked like a gun cupboard. Made from thick metal. Secured with what seemed like some kind of advanced combination lock. Ambra had no connection to weapons herself, but everyone up here probably had guns. Or was that just prejudice? She hoped the cupboard was full of hunting rifles and nothing else. Otherwise that was illegal, wasn’t it? Even if you were ex-military? All she knew about Swedish gun laws was that most things were illegal, aside from weapons for hunting if you’d taken a course and had a license.

She studied a closed door. Damn, she was curious. Was Tom hiding something, or did he just not like open doors?

“Hello, we’re back!” she heard from the hallway.

She hurried back into the living room. Freja came running in and shook herself, sending snow flying across the room. She ran over to Ambra and started sniffing her leg. Ambra scratched the dog behind the ear as she listened to Tom making noise in the kitchen. When he came in, he held out a bottle of beer.

“We didn’t really do what we had planned, so I’ll probably have to take her out again in a while. Just say if she gets too irritating,” he added with a nod toward the dog.

“It’s fine. She seems to like me.” She noticed he was still drinking low-alcohol beer, so clearly he was serious about his offer to give her a ride back later. He smiled, and his eyes were warm.

Ambra swigged her beer and glanced at him.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.