Hot on the Hunt by Melissa Cutler

Author:Melissa Cutler
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-06-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

By the time John returned to the room less than an hour later, Alicia had followed the wisdom of her idol, Elizabeth Taylor, and had poured herself a drink, put some lipstick on and pulled herself together.

The white T-shirt he’d intended for her to wear smelled like him, so much so that she’d buried her nose in the fabric and had taken a moment to imagine what the two of them would have been doing right then if she hadn’t panicked. But she had panicked and she’d been unable to tell John the one thing he wanted to hear—what she now knew, in her heart, to be true. She put the shirt on and eyed the scattered buttons on the floor. If she had the time later, she’d sew them back on, but for now she had work to do and a quarry to catch.

While her computer warmed up, she’d reapplied her favorite red lipstick and just that simple act made her feel more grounded. She found mini bottles of alcohol in John’s bag, which she hadn’t been able to keep herself from taking a look inside. She’d forgotten that he’d cleaned out the minibar in the last hotel, but was grateful for the accidental discovery because she was famished and in need of some liquid courage. She popped the top on a can of mixed nuts, emptied a mini vodka into one of the glasses she found on the bathroom counter and returned to the bed to snoop through the bag.

There wasn’t anything remarkable inside it that didn’t make sense for a warrior to carry: cash and IDs, spare ammo, guns, grenades, a compass, rations and all kinds of other survival kit odds and ends. If she’d been hoping to find a tattered photograph of her, like a corny movie cliché, she would’ve been disappointed.

With a fond smile, she picked up the only personal effect in the bag: a copy of Michael Jackson’s Bad album—John’s talisman and good-luck charm. That album was the sound track of her life for the two years they’d worked together in black ops. He’d played it every time he drove and in every hotel they stayed at. Sometimes, he sang along or broke out in dance.

Her heart ached, thinking of the ice in his eyes, the hardness he exuded now. He said he didn’t dance anymore. She believed it. And she knew, without a doubt, that she’d had a hand in destroying the man he’d been. Because of Rory.

She held the cool plastic of the CD to her chest and let anger toward Rory wash away her regrets. He was going to pay. Not only for what he did to her, but what he did to John, too. She set the CD on the bed. Maybe she’d put it on later tonight during the long hours of internet surveillance and let her mind wander back to old times when their black ops crew was together and happy.

After a halfhearted attempt to

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