Relentless Flame by Jillian David

Author:Jillian David [David, Jillian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Adams Media
Published: 2015-04-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Two cold showers and a dose of dread later, Dante emerged from the bathhouse, clean, but without any ideas for how to resolve their situation. At least a fresh T-shirt and jeans had helped relax his tense muscles.

He had to tell Hannah what he’d done to Ray and why, but doing so required full disclosure of Dante’s true nature. Assuming she didn’t run away from that information, then he’d have to explain why Brandon, that sick bastard, hunted her. It was Dante’s fault. Jerahmeel was pissed about Dante killing the minion who’d tortured Allie last year. While Jerahmeel hated to interfere directly in Indebted affairs, he hated to be interfered with even more.

Peter was right. If Jerahmeel thought his power supply was threatened, he would lash out. He’d throw everything at the offender and anyone the offender treasured.

Allie was Peter’s reason to complete his contract. So, when Dante had killed the minion who tried to destroy her, Dante had fallen from the top of Jerahmeel’s most-popular list. It’d take years of good, solid, nutritious kills for Dante to make up for his misstep. He might never get out of the contract at this rate.

Neck muscles tensing anew as he exited the bathhouse, he scanned the park on his way back to the cabin. He hated leaving Hannah alone but was reasonably confident that no one could find them here.

Yet.

If Brandon still tracked them, the trail should go cold in Caldwell, Idaho, where Dante had abruptly backtracked into the forests and isolated high desert of central Oregon.

The knife blade pulsed, reminding him that it hadn’t been fed in far too long. His hands itched to wrap around the handle and plunge it into a criminal heart. But if Dante used the knife to kill, it would act like a homing beacon. Jerahmeel would send Brandon here.

To Hannah.

A twisting sensation in Dante’s chest made him stagger as he stepped onto the cabin porch.

To Hannah.

When he turned the doorknob, it was locked.

His imagination imposed horrible images on his mind’s eye. Hannah laying on the cabin floor, broken and bleeding. What kind of protector was he to leave his charge alone?

Clinging to a vestige of control, he knocked on the door and fidgeted until he heard a light step inside. The deadbolt snicked open, harsh and loud in the twilight.

Gold-flecked chestnut eyes and a cute, freckled nose greeted him. It was a vision he’d be happy to see for many years to come.

Dåre. Idiot. After she learned about his past and what kind of monster he really was, there would be no future, at least not together. His only goal: give Hannah a future. Nothing more.

Resisting the need to haul her back into his arms, he pasted a bland smile on his face, stepped into the cabin, and relocked the door. Not that a locked door would make much difference if Brandon found them.

The aroma of beef stew and grilled cheese sandwiches distracted him from the maudlin thoughts. Dante’s belly growled. When was

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