Joanne Pence_Angie Amalfi 01 by Something's Cooking

Author:Something's Cooking [Cooking, Something's]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9780061080968
Publisher: Avon
Published: 1993-03-28T05:00:00+00:00

17

Angie couldn’t believe she was doing this—skulking around some dingy back alley. One moment, she had been anticipating a cozy little retreat at Bodega Bay, peaceful and safe. The next, she’d been persuaded to hide out in the city for a couple more days. Why had she turned into such a marshmallow when he turned those baby blues on her and suggested she stay at his home? Even his obvious reluctance to have her there hadn’t defused her ready agreement. Damn! She didn’t know what angered her more: him or her reaction to him.

Did she honestly think she’d have a second chance at melting his cold heart? Whom was she kidding? But, on the other hand, as her niggling inner voice pointed out, he must care at least a little bit, or he would have simply sent her packing. It couldn’t all be out of duty.

So here she was, standing among bulging Hefty garbage bags and trash cans, in a dark alley, imagining assailants lurking behind every dark corner and waiting for Prince Charming to find them a taxi cab.

She’d handed Rico her car keys and her suitcases. Rico would take Angie’s car, drive around for about a half hour, and, when he was sure he wasn’t being followed, meet them at a parking lot across town. She and Paavo had taken the stairs from her apartment to the basement, and then run to a side door exit.

She’d held her breath as Paavo raised his gun, opened the door, and bobbed his head outside. When no one tried to remove it, she had followed him into the darkness.

They had scrambled over three backyard fences before they reached the street on the opposite side of the block from Angie’s apartment. Every muscle in her body ached. Going over the fences wasn’t so bad—Paavo had given her a boost up and steadied her as she got both legs on the other side of the fence—but landing on that other side had caused her teeth to rattle. She was amazed she hadn’t broken a leg, if not her neck, doing it.

Now they huddled in an alley off of a busy street until a taxi drove by. Paavo ran into the street and hailed it. It stopped.

Sore and exhausted, she flopped back against the cab’s seat, wondering what she was doing. Was she the crazy one, or was it the cop beside her? The cop who made her so angry she scarcely knew her own mind….

He’d promised to drive her, using her car, to Bodega as soon as he was free to go. As they neared the rendezvous point with Rico, she realized he hadn’t ever actually seen her car. “My car’s pretty small,” she said. “It’s Italian, and a couple of years old already. Anyway, since the trip to Bodega is fairly long, if you prefer, I could rent something bigger to drive up there.”

The cab pulled into the lot. Rico was leaning against Angie’s white Ferrari.

“No,” Paavo said with a little catch in his voice, “your car will do just fine.

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