Perilous Games (Gray Tower Book 3) by J. M. Brister

Author:J. M. Brister [Brister, J. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-19T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

When Paul had slipped into the driver’s seat, there had been a million questions that Ashlen had wanted to ask him.

The only one she could stammer out was, “Paul, wh-what’s going on?”

The past twenty minutes had been possibly the wildest of her life, maybe even crazier than when Marino’s thugs had been shooting at her. Mercer was gone now, snatched away from her by what appeared to be federal agents. Her ex-fiancé had shown up in the middle of the chaos, making her head spin. She felt angry and alone and confused.

“Funny, I was going to ask you the same thing,” Paul replied. Instead of turning around to talk to her, he stared at her through the rearview mirror. “But before we start talking, I need to know if you are honestly okay.”

Oh no.

He was talking about her little fainting spell. She had been embarrassed that she had fainted. It was certainly a first for her, but the shock of seeing Paul standing over her in that bathroom had been so utterly surprised that she had lost it. She had never planned on seeing him after their messy break-up, let alone barging into her hiding space.

Paul Anderson looked a lot different than he had four years ago. He had always been an incredibly attractive man, but a few years had matured his boyish looks. Now, he looked plain sexy. His brown hair was even cut a little different. It made him look more professional.

And that suit. That was not the typical attire that Paul Anderson wore.

Paul was much older than her and had many years on the police force when they had first met. Paul had worn his police uniform or jeans, not suits. And he certainly had not worn custom-tailored designer suits. That just didn’t seem to be in his personality, though Ashlen had to admit that she liked the new look.

Yes, after four years, Ashlen still found Paul very attractive. But attraction had never been the problem with Paul. Him being a cheating scumbag, on the other hand, had been.

“I’m fine,” she finally said quietly. “I just need to know what’s going on. What are you doing here with the FBI?” She asked.

“I’m an agent now, Ash,” Paul told her. “I’ve been one since we…”

He trailed off, but she already could guess what he wanted to say: “Since we broke up.”

“Good for you,” she snapped. Thinking about their break-up always made her a little snippy and bitter. “But what are you doing here? Why did you take Mercer away?”

“Okay, look,” Paul started, his voice a little edgy and his eyes looking a tad bit pissed. “Why don’t we talk about what’s going on, and you can fill me in on anything I have wrong, okay?”

“Sure,” Ashlen said uneasily.

They talked.

Ashlen found out that Paul had been assigned to her case after the FBI had assumed that she had been kidnapped. Mercer had been suspected of not just that but for homicide of one of Marino’s thugs when he had rammed his Tahoe through the barrier of vans early that fateful Saturday morning.

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