Murphy's Law by James Michelle St

Author:James, Michelle St. [James, Michelle St.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, Suspense
Amazon: B07KMXJHJL
Goodreads: 42966152
Publisher: Blackthorn Press
Published: 2019-01-29T08:00:00+00:00

15

He knew what was happening as soon as he stepped into the hall from one of the bedrooms closest to the stairs. He’d seen the man’s back, a shimmer of blue-gray behind him, heard the snarl of his voice, the protest of the woman’s.

Anger had boiled his blood, but it wasn’t until the woman behind him shifted and he caught sight of Julia’s face, her underlying panic almost concealed by an expression of forced calm, that his anger turned into unbridled rage.

He hadn’t seen Julia at the party before that moment, but he wasn’t as surprised to see her at the Whitmore Club as he should have been. She’d seen the symbols Clay had pulled up from the blue door site, had obviously recognized the one for the Whitmore and decided she needed to take a closer look.

Why did she have to be so stubborn? So reckless?

He pushed aside his frustration and concentrated on the man, now turning toward the sound of Ronan’s voice.

The man’s face was recognizable — some kind of TV news pundit? a financial guy? — even if his name didn’t come to Ronan right away.

“This is none of your concern,” the man said. “You should know better.”

The words were fuel for the fire burning in Ronan’s stomach. He walked slowly toward the man. “And why is that?”

“If you’re here you know the rules,” the man said, his voice calm. “Unless you’re a guest, in which case you’re not allowed up here.”

“I follow my own rules.” Ronan looked at Julia, her expression half relief, half annoyance. “Leave.”

She lifted her chin and stepped out from behind the man. “I’m fine. I didn’t need — ”

“This room is closed to the party,” a voice said from behind Ronan.

He turned to find one of the guards from the front door, his shoulders blotting out the entrance to the stairs.

“I’d suggest you leave as well,” Ronan said.

The other man, the one who’d been assaulting Julia when Ronan had stepped into the hall, straightened the jacket of his tux and started toward the guard.

“Everything all right, Mr. Boylston?” the guard asked.

Right. Joel Boylston. A venture capitalist who’d made hundreds of millions by investing in several of the Next Big Things.

“This woman is a trespasser.” Boylston glanced from Julia to Ronan. “I’d venture this gentleman is as well, and probably a more dangerous one for the club. He was in one of the rooms.”

The guard looked at Ronan. “I’ll see you out.”

Ronan’s brain was telling him not to be a fool, to take Julia and get out while they still could. But something else inside him, some primitive strand of DNA, was screaming for blood, Julia’s almost-hidden fear when he’d caught sight of her emblazoned on his mind.

Boylston was less than an arm’s length away, obviously planning to head for the stairs and let the guard do his dirty work, like all of these Whitmore bastards, when Ronan threw the first punch.

Boylston’s head shot to one side and Ronan took advantage of the split second before the guard came for him to land a kick in Boylston’s solar plexus.

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