The Renegade Hunter: A Rogue Hunter Novel by Lynsay Sands

Author:Lynsay Sands [Sands, Lynsay]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: Vampires, Paranormal, General, Romance, Occult fiction, Fiction, Love stories
ISBN: 9780061474316
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2009-09-08T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

I thought you said you had a key?” Nicholas asked grimly, his wary gaze sliding over the closed apartment doors in the hall outside Sam’s apartment.

“I do.” Jo didn’t even glance up from the lock she knelt before. “At home. The only thing I had in my pocket when we left so precipitously was my wallet. Don’t worry, though, I’ve got this.”

Nicholas shook his head and continued to watch the other doors, thinking he should have left her at the hotel for Bricker to catch, or, failing that, he should have taken her straight to the enforcer house.

“It’s a good thing you had all those tools in the van though. What do you use them for?” Jo asked as she fiddled with the lock.

“Stuff,” he muttered, and she paused to glance at him, one eyebrow arched. Nicholas merely shrugged. He could have told her he hadn’t used them for anything yet. They were all new, purchased that morning to replace the tools he’d lost with his old van, but why bother?

“Stuff, huh?” Jo asked dryly, and then turned back to what she was doing, saying, “It must be pretty technical stuff for you to have these tiny screwdrivers and—Got it,” she interrupted herself happily as a click sounded. Retrieving the borrowed tools, she straightened and opened the door.

Nicholas followed her inside with relief, glancing around as she flipped a switch on the wall and a light burst to life overhead. His eyes widened as he saw that the apartment was still fully furnished. Sam hadn’t yet taken out anything; even knickknacks and pictures still decorated the place. The decor was modern, the colors muted and calming.

“The pizza’s probably cold by now,” Jo said, turning into a room off the hall. “Sam has a microwave though.”

Nicholas grunted and followed her into what turned out to be a kitchen. His gaze slid over clean white cupboards and stainless steel appliances and back to Jo as she crossed the room away from him.

“Look, we even have wine,” she said happily, and he followed her gesture to a wine rack on the counter holding half a dozen bottles as Jo added, “Pop is better with pizza, but beggars can’t be choosers, right?”

Nicholas glanced back to Jo as she opened a cupboard door and retrieved a couple of plates. She sounded anxious; the good cheer she was trying for seeming forced. He crossed the room, set the pizza on the counter, and then slid his arms around her from behind. Jo stiffened at once, and he pressed a kiss to her cheek and started to withdraw his arms, saying sadly, “You’re afraid of me now.”

“No.” Jo released the plates she’d started to grab and caught at his hands to keep them where they were. She hesitated then, but finally sighed and assured him solemnly, “I’m not afraid of you, Nicholas. I’m more afraid of what you have to tell me.”

He remained still for a moment, regret sliding through him. She had every right to fear what he had to tell her.

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