Reckless Desire by Rebecca King

Author:Rebecca King [King, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, Romantic Suspense, Thriller, Historical fiction, Historical Romance, Regency romance, romantic mystery, Romantic Fiction
Publisher: Rebecca King
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

Because the cemetery was in the middle of London, it was littered with gravestones and crypts which loomed out of nowhere and threatened to trip them up if they didn’t keep a wary eye out. They carefully picked their way in a seemingly random direction from one gravestone to another, using the fog and stones as cover. Marguerite’s heart was hammering so wildly that she wouldn’t have been surprised if it popped right out of her chest. She couldn’t hear anything beyond its wild tattoo, but she suspected Joe felt every tremor. He, meanwhile, appeared completely unperturbed by the entire fiasco.

“Rest for a minute,” Joe whispered when they had reached what appeared to be a crossroads.

The silence within the graveyard was strangely sinister now, and it had nothing to do with the fog. There was an air of expectancy about that warned her everything could change in a second if someone made one wrong move. Rather than being the final resting place full of peace and tranquillity, it had rather dangerous undertones which were faintly alarming.

“How many of them do you think there are?” she whispered when the flurry of movement captured her attention to her left.

It was a long way off and heading in the opposite direction, which was reassuring, but she suspected it wouldn’t be long before they began to draw closer.

“I don’t know. It is hard to tell in this smog. We need to keep moving.”

“Where to?” she demanded.

“I know of somewhere we can go where it is quiet safe,” he said noncommittally. “Let’s go.”

They had no sooner left the sheltered protection of the crypt when the loud boom of a gun exploding shattered the silence. Marguerite instinctively ducked, and bit back a scream when a headstone nearby exploded in a shower of dust.

“Get down,” Joe barked. He ducked low and dragged her after him as he raced to put some distance between them and the gunman.

“Why is he not chasing us?” Marguerite gasped when she glanced over her shoulder and saw the motionless gunman standing in the middle of the road.

Joe mentally swore. “There are more of them around here who will finish the job off for him. He doesn’t have to waste his own shot.”

“What?” Marguerite yanked hard against his restraining hand in an attempt to get him to stop.

Joe hesitated.

It was that brief moment of hesitation that saved his life.

The gravestone at his hip suddenly exploded but, unlike last time, rather than the gunfire stopping, several shots followed which seemed to come from all directions. All of them hit the gravestone he should have been standing behind, one after the other, until it began to disintegrate beneath the force of the pummelling.

“Run,” Joe barked, yanking Marguerite off her feet.

They raced, hand-in-hand, around the cemetery, using the gravestones as cover, until they were at the farthest edge of the graveyard and far away from the main road.

“Now get down,” Joe ordered quietly.

“How do we get out of here?” Marguerite cried.

“We are going to take some of them out and then creep around the perimeter.

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