To Seduce A Rogue (Southern Heat Book 1) by Sumner Tracy

Author:Sumner, Tracy [Sumner, Tracy]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2012-02-01T16:00:00+00:00

20

Indignation

Strong displeasure at something

considered unjust, offensive, insulting or base.

Fortunately, he was in the back room when the men barged in. He was looking for an edition of the Charleston Mercury Charlie had stored in her files. The only problem with her filing system was, she was the only one who could find anything. Some system.

When he left the room, the men’s backs were to him. Another lucky thing. As Adam watched, the taller one pulled a knife from his boot and began slashing the newspaper bundles on the floor. Adam waited until he resheathed his knife.

“You two certainly showed up sooner than I expected.”

They spun around, and Adam catalogued everything. Size, stance, facial features, clothing. Except for the knife in the tall one’s boot, they looked unarmed. Although, there was no telling what else a boot or pocket concealed.

Obviously, Stokes questioned the Sentinel operation enough to have men watching. Men close enough to receive copies of the newspaper and come calling in less than twenty-four hours. Perhaps, Stokes had miscalculated the problems a small press could create, because these men appeared to be out of their element. They didn’t look like thugs. Hell, they looked like sons of his father’s contemporaries, perhaps dressed less formally.

“Could you explain why you’re using a knife on my newspapers?”

The shorter one took a step forward. “Who are you?”

Adam leaned calmly against the doorjamb. His chances of escaping this predicament without injury were slim indeed. If he didn’t excite them too much, maybe he could get some information before the melee began. “Seems to me, the one breaking and entering should answer the questions.”

The tall one scowled at his friend. “Harry, there’s only three of them that work here. One’s a goddamn woman, the other an old man. Who the hell do you think this is?” His accent was southern, but he sounded more like a Virginian than a South Carolinian. These men were probably Stokes’ personal boot lickers.

Harry took another step forward. “We came to issue a warning, Mr. Chase.”

“A warning from whom?”

“No more editorials like the bank legislation piece,” Harry said and squinted. He had blue eyes, a bit on the pale side. Weak eyes, but they didn’t waver from Adam’s as he added, “You’ve got a very vulnerable staff, Mr. Chase. An old man and a woman.”

Adam lifted off the doorjamb. “If my staff receives so much as the touch of a raindrop, the person who caused it will be very sorry.”

“Are you threatening us? Harry, he’s threatening us.” The tall one clenched his fists, his eyes narrowing.

“Shut up, will you,” Harry said.

Adam tapped his finger against his lips. “Interesting. Harry. From Virginia, if I had to guess. That is all very interesting.”

“Mr. Chase, you’re not very smart, are you?”

Adam shook his hands, loosening his fingers up. He wished Eaton were here to help him out with this one. “Give Stokes a message from me. You tell that bastard I don’t appreciate interference or advice.”

When they came at him, Adam yanked his knife from his boot.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.