Undercover Engagement by Lucy McConnell

Author:Lucy McConnell [McConnell, Lucy]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Publisher: Pepin Publishing
Published: 2014-08-16T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Bang! Bang! Bang!

What the ... what? I lifted my head off the pillow to check the alarm clock – 4:37 a.m.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Who? Struggling against slumber’s pull, I staggered to the door; pausing just long enough to make sure I was fully covered.

In that moment of modesty, last night’s caper filled my mind and I hesitated, my hand on the knob. I peeked through the peep hole. There was a guy. He had black hair with a blue cast; wore a studded dog collar and black eyeliner; and he was still pounding on my door. Was he high? I contemplated going back to bed when I saw him reach for the door handle. I jumped back as he jiggled it.

“Come on, Alyssa!” he called.

Jason?

I jumped back to the peep hole and took a closer look. Beneath the black-attack wrapping, I saw Jason’s strong shoulders and defined features. The guy had totally flipped out over our breakup, well break. What was he trying to do, guilt me into marrying him? How annoying. I pulled the door open.

“So much for space,” I snapped.

He smirked and walked right past me to my bedroom. I slammed the door behind him. “Where do you think you’re going?”

He grabbed a pair of my jeans and a sweatshirt from the walk-in closet. “Throw these on.”

Folding my arms, I stood my ground. “No.” I glared.

“I have to get you out of here. Now!”

The icy tone in his voice gave me reason enough to listen. “Why?”

“You’re on The List.” He handed me a folded paper from his back pocket. “I’ll find your shoes.” He disappeared into my walk-in closet.

I unfolded the paper, unsure if I even wanted to know what was on it. My own face stared back – along with a price tag of $50,000. I threw on my clothes.

“Jason?!” Panic filled my voice and my body making it difficult to get my feet through the pant leg. The picture was taken just hours ago, I recognized the outfit. Looking at the background, I saw George Washington on one knee in the painting behind me. Buttoning my pants, I called, “How did he take this picture?”

Jason came in shaking his head in self-reproach. “It was the camera on the laptop. He had it set to take a picture every time it booted up.” He wouldn’t look at me. “I didn’t know.” He kicked my bed. “Honest, Alyssa. I never would have gotten you involved in this if I thought you’d be in danger. Please believe me, the last thing I wanted was this.” He pointed a painted black fingernail at the page in my hand.

I swallowed, my chocolate creation threatening to make an appearance. “What now?”

“You’ll have to go into protective custody until we finish the case against Devin.”

That didn't sound too bad. I could handle a bodyguard for a day or two. “Okay. How long will that take?”

“Hopefully, just a couple of weeks, but it could be longer.”

I blew out a deep breath. My determination went with it.

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