Razor Edge: Razor Trilogy Three (Razor Thriller Romance Novella Book 3) by Nadine Doolittle

Author:Nadine Doolittle [Doolittle, Nadine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Writewood Creations
Published: 2015-05-28T23:00:00+00:00

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I DON’T know what time it was when I was awakened by a noise outside Joel’s bedroom. I had left Daniel asleep in his bed after we moved from the library to his room to have sex a third time. We were insatiable. Sex was one thing. Spending the night with him was another. I wasn’t ready to take it all in—whatever this was between us.

I was thinking clearly on one point at least—Daniel Razor wasn’t going to get custody of the baby. We felt something for each other but it wasn’t enough to surrender my flesh and blood to him. I was going to study the violin one way or another and the baby was coming with me. I needed time alone after spending the evening with him to process.

But in Razor mansion, one is never alone.

I lay very still under the duvet and listened. The sound was coming from the dumbwaiter shaft. The sound of the motor had awakened me. Someone had activated the mechanical lift from the kitchen.

Not a natural sound that could be chalked up to Old House Noise (thank you, Detective Lewis) but definitely a manmade sound. A whirring sound, moving steadily up the shaft until it arrived at the loft and was inside the apartment. The door slid open.

I hunched under the covers like a coward instead of finding a weapon.

Joel’s closet. I could hide there.

Fully awake and sitting up in bed, I stared at the closet door. It was the first place the intruder would look and I’d be trapped.

Joel’s room was spacious. An entire wall was taken up by a bank of windows that looked out toward the Bay, flooding the room with natural sunlight during the day. At night, the glow from glittering San Francisco at the foot of Nob Hill cast the room in dull yellow but enough to make out shapes in the room. Joel designed the room to offer maximum interaction with the outdoors without actually having to go outside. There was enough light in the room to see the outline of the closet. I debated making a run for it when I heard a noise and turned to look at the door.

The door knob was slowly turning.

Then silence. A beating heart kind of silence. Someone was waiting on the other side of the door, stopped. Frozen, waiting, wondering if they had awakened me.

I pressed my face against the pillow and held my breath. The door swung open wide enough to admit a faceless person.

Terrified, my breath came in shallow, short gasps.

He or she wore a headband with an LED light; the blue beam shone in my eyes. I couldn’t see who it was behind the light but rage overcame my fear and that helped. I would beat whoever it was to a pulp if they tried anything.

The shape came toward me, stood at the side of the bed and looked down. My eyes squeezed shut. I tried very hard to control my breathing to appear as if I were asleep.

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