Slow Burn (Contemporary, Romantic suspense, Sensual) (The Fitzgerald Family series) by E.B. Walters

Author:E.B. Walters [Walters, E.B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Firetrail Publishing
Published: 2011-04-05T04:00:00+00:00

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Sleep came hard for Ashley. The day’s events kept running through her head, and in the background was the worry about how Ron would react when he learned about what she’d done. She did the right thing, damn it. It was for his own good. Why then couldn’t she stop feeling guilty about it?

When she finally succumbed to sleep, the harsh whispers of male voices arguing woke her up. Ashley tried to locate their whereabouts, but it was pitch black. Not even her hands were visible. She was cold and her body ached. Her jaws clenched, her body shuddering.

She reached for a blanket, but all she encountered was a cold, cement floor. Why was she lying on the floor in a fetal position?

Carefully, she patted the floor around her, her head swerving left then right. The whispers got louder, competed with the pounding, staccato rhythm of her heart. Breathing out jerkily, she sat up. When she got on her knees, she extended her hand in front of her like a blind person until her fingers encountered something solid. She felt around, realized it was a wall and murmured a quick prayer of gratitude. Where there was a wall, there was likely to be a door or a window.

Bracing herself, Ashley got up then shuffled forward until her face was flush against the wall. The voices sounded louder, but the words were still unintelligible. A shiver raked her body. Had Dunn kidnapped her? Was he now plotting her demise?

Snap out of it, Ashley. This was no time for self-pity. She had to find a way to escape. Putting one foot forward, she slowly scooted away from the voices. It was a slow process, with total darkness and fear nipping at her heel.

Her foot touched something. From the hollow, tinny sound, she realized that it was a metal bucket. She lurched down to grab it before it could tip over. For a few seconds, Ashley held her breath, waited for someone to pounce on her. When nothing happened, she let out a shaky breath, then went back to following the wall. She reached a corner, where the wall turned, and saw a dim light. She shuffled toward the light, for once hope dominating fear.

It was a glass panel on a door, with burgundy curtains covering it. She could see a small part of the room through an opening. A couple sat on a leather couch, but all she could see was the back of their heads—the woman’s curly chestnut hair and the man’s short-cropped raven mop. The way their heads kept moving, and the occasional appearance of the woman’s hand as she gestured, indicated they were conversing, yet Ashley couldn’t hear a sound. She groped for the door handle that wasn’t there.

“Hey,” Ashley yelled, raised a fist and banged on the door. “Over here.” The couple acted as though they couldn’t hear her.

“Please, help me.” She kept banging and yelling. What was wrong with them? Why couldn’t they hear her?

Just then, two men appeared from the left side of the room and blocked her view.

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