Not Her Hero by Tami Lund

Author:Tami Lund [Lund, Tami]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tami Lund LLC

Marc nudged Whitney awake as he approached the first Lansing exit. He’d initially considered inviting Ray to sit up front, but it had felt wrong to have the governor sit in the back seat. And then she’d joked that she never sat up front because she was chauffeured everywhere, and what a treat this was.

She jolted when he touched her, and he’d swear she reached for something … like the gun he’d placed in the far back, under a blanket, maybe? Whatever it was, her fingers curled around air, and she blinked dazedly for a few moments while passing headlights danced across her features.

He had the fleeting thought that she got more beautiful each time he looked at her, which was ridiculous on several levels. What the hell? Was he developing a crush on the most powerful woman in the state? He sure took the idea of impossible goals to the extreme, didn’t he?

“I need directions to your house,” he said, and under her guidance he was all too soon driving the stolen Land Rover down a quiet suburban street in a high-end Lansing neighborhood.

It was after 3:00 a.m. by this point. He should have taken a step back and given this plan a little more time to stew before enacting it. Maybe they’d have gone back to the deer camp and caught a little shut-eye before heading down here.

Now, they had five hours to kill before Ray could pretend he was done with his shift, reassuring the guard coming onto duty that the governor was safe and secure inside. What the hell were they supposed to do in the meantime, just pull over to the curb and sleep in the car?

“There is a security code on the gate, but there’s a camera as well,” Whitney commented.

“So we can’t go inside to wait,” he said. Another thought struck him. “Is someone watching that camera all the time?”

She shook her head. “It has a motion sensor. And to answer the question you aren’t asking, Brent doesn’t usually check the feed if his own guys are watching me, so he wouldn’t necessarily be alerted to the fact that I haven’t yet entered my house tonight.”

Luckily, Marc had bottled water and granola bars in his backpack. He’d also stopped at a rest area a short time ago, and after checking to make sure no one else was around, let the governor relieve her bladder. All the essentials had been taken care of, for now. He supposed they really could find a place to pull over and sleep for a few hours.

But not here, obviously. This neighborhood was the sort that would notice if a random vehicle were parked on the side of the road. Someone would no doubt jot down the plate number and call the cops to report “suspicious activity.” And as the bar was most definitely closed by now, the owners of this vehicle had surely reported it stolen.

He cruised down the road, past the gated governor’s residence.

“Where’d you dump her stuff?” he said suddenly, twisting around in his seat to glance at his brother.

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