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Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2009-09-24T13:26:40+00:00

WARLOCK’S BRIDE JENNIFER RINEHART 65

“What? I wasn't even near the window!”

He turned away for some quiet communication between him and his bodyguards and

said, “We have to go now, it's dangerous for you to be here.”

Before I could argue with him, he swept me into his arms again and with one guard in front and the other bringing up the rear, we left Lillian's office. A small crowd had gathered in the hallway. Gage stopped, briefly, to tell a shocked Lillian that he would pay for a new chair and window before walking briskly to the bank of elevators in the center of the building. The crowd parted for us without a word.

We passed Guy Small on our way out and he stepped back so quickly, he fell over a file cart, scattering papers and file folders around him like a giant paper flower had bloomed in the hallway.

I tried to squirm away from him in the elevator, but Gage's arms tightened around me making me breathless and I decided to stay still for the moment. Two more guards joined us as we stepped out of the elevator at the first floor and I watched in amazement, as the normally taciturn building security guard took one look at us and ran to open the doors.

We hurried out into watery Portland sunshine. I saw several passers by give us cursory glances before hurrying away when seeing the shoulder holsters and knives carried by the Kevlar vest wearing guards. All the guards had grim faces and were well over six feet tall and built like brick walls, I didn't want to see what would happen if anyone tried anything.

A long, black limousine was waiting at the curb and another guard silently glided around the side of the car to open the door for us while scanning the pedestrians walking by with suspicious, hard eyes. I had a moment to wonder how many guards Gage had and why he needed them, before being bundled into the car.

The limousine was warm and dim inside. I scooted across the leather seat as Gage settled himself opposite me. He folded his large body into the seat and I had the thought that he seemed strange confined in this small space. He wasn't someone who liked to sit still for long periods.

Most of my dreams of him had him doing something active; jogging, swimming, working, sometimes jogging and working at the same time. He had an energetic personality, the air around him seemed to crackle with vitality.

I had never been in a limousine before and I viewed with interest a small television and DVD player set into the back of the driver's seat and dim strip lighting along the ceiling that glowed a relaxing amber.

I turned on the tv and pressed the channel button, surprised to see local channels flashing by. How did they get cable television in a car? I turned the stereo on and off and then flipped through the radio stations trying to find a good song, finally giving up when it seemed every station had morning programs on instead of music.

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