Orchids & Hurricane Kisses by Stacy Eaton

Author:Stacy Eaton [Eaton, Stacy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Nitewolf Novels
Published: 2018-08-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Rye

Once again, I pulled on my pants and went to the door. I was surprised that the person hadn’t let himself inside since he was banging so hard.

“Yes?” I said as I wiped the sleep out of my eyes.

“Mr. Waterman, we need you to pack. The storm is coming, and it’s going to be very bad. We have you booked on a flight out this afternoon. It’s one of the last flights off the island.”

“I’m not going.”

His eyes practically exploded out of their sockets. “Mr. Waterman, you have to. The storm is going to hit us head-on as a category four. Everyone is leaving the island.”

“What about Ms. Black?” I pointed to Amy’s bungalow. “She’s not leaving, she can’t.”

He looked down at a clipboard and ran his finger over the list which was much shorter than it should have been. “Mr. Waterman, there is no Ms. Black on the list. That bungalow is empty.”

I cocked my head. “No, Ms. Black was here to interview your chef, but he was gone. She was put in that bungalow over there as compensation for you losing her luggage.”

“Oh, yes, I know whom you speak of, but she’s not there anymore. I believe she checked out this morning.”

“Checked out? Like she left the island, or the resort?”

“I do not know that, sir. I only know that she is no longer on the property. I do recall her asking yesterday if there was another hotel farther inland at which she might be able to stay at if her passport was not found.”

“Where was that?”

“I don’t know, Mr. Waterman. I only heard part of the conversation.”

I found my feet moving toward her bungalow without thought. I cut through the grass and then the sand as I came around to the back of her bungalow. The sliding door was closed but unlocked, and I pushed it open and burst inside.

By the smell of it, it had already been cleaned, and the bed was pristine as if just freshly made. Her laptop was gone from the table, and I rushed to the closet and yanked open the doors. It was empty. I went into the bathroom and found it clean and nothing out of order, not even a toothbrush.

“Sir, I told you that no one was here.”

I glanced toward the hotel employee and rubbed my beard. Had she really left without saying a word? Did she leave a note back at my place? I headed toward the door, the front one this time, and when I yanked it open, I stopped at the threshold. On the front porch were two bags from the boutique, and I reached down and found the clothing I had bought for her inside. I began to seethe, had she really gone without saying anything and left these behind?

“Sir, what are you doing with that stuff? I was told to bring it to the front desk so it could be returned to the store for credit.”

I turned to him. “I bought this stuff for Amy.

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