Restrained Under His Duty by Stacey Kennedy

Author:Stacey Kennedy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Loveswept
Published: 2017-04-04T00:00:00+00:00

Hadley

Right as the cabdriver pulls to a stop at a red light, my cellphone beeps. Convinced that Ryder’s been hurt, shot, or something worse, my heart leaps up into my throat. I jerk my head away from the headrest, as I had been doing the only thing I could do: watching the storefronts whiz by so I didn’t make myself sick with worry.

I grab my phone from my purse, praying that Ryder and his team are safe. Though also hoping this nightmare is over and finally behind me. But as I focus on my cell’s screen, in an instant, I know that my nightmare is about to get far, far worse. My hands begin to shake as I read the email from my father, word for word.

Received my schedule. Thank you. I’ll call you when I’m back from Washington. Lots of love, Dad.

Sent from my Samsung device

“Stop,” I scream, and my voice booms within the car.

The tires screech to a halt, and I shoot out my hand to stop myself from head-butting the passenger seat. Behind us, a horn blasts angrily. Even the cabbie’s glaring at me in the rearview mirror. “Take me to Van Ness and Broadway,” I gasp. “Please hurry.”

Regardless that his voice is full of exasperation, he says, “Right away, miss.” He turns the car around in the closest driveway, way slower than I want him to.

I can barely control the shaking of my hands when I lift my phone and read the message once more. I can count on one hand how many times my father has emailed me. He’d much rather hear my voice, he always tells me, and basically, he’s just that middle-aged guy who refuses to accept technology in his life.

I urgently scan through my contacts and locate Ryder’s phone number. My breath catches in my throat when I hit send. But after the fourth ring, it becomes clear he’s not going to answer. Obviously, he’s still dealing with the hacker. I need help. And I need it fast.

Right now, my sex tape is so far from my mind. Something feels wrong…This time, I refuse to ignore my instincts. Realizing that I’ve reached a dead end at getting ahold of Ryder, and in sheer desperation now, I open my Internet browser and search “Blackwood Security.”

After I click the link, I open the simple and modern website and find the phone number at the top. I click the button next to the number, and soon it’s ringing, and I’m praying that help is on the way.

When the ringing stops, a low voice says, “Blackwood Security, how may I direct your call?”

“I need to speak with Alex,” I manage, hearing the shakiness in my voice.

A pause. Then, “Alex who?”

I try to recall Alex’s last name from when Ryder introduced us. Shit. “I’m sorry,” I tell the man, glancing back out the side window, finding we’re entering the suburbs. “I don’t know her last name. She works closely with Ryder. Does that help any?”

“I’m afraid not.”

His harsh voice is enough to tell me how royally fucked I am.

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