Wilde Ways Box Set Volume Two by Cynthia Eden

Author:Cynthia Eden
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Hocus Pocus Publishing, Inc.

Chapter Thirteen

He tapped his gun against the glass of the window. Just tapped it. All casual-like. Kat knew that if he wanted to shoot her, he could.

He wasn’t shooting, not yet.

Then he pointed to the lock. Tapped again with his gun.

Oh, right. Kat knew how this worked. She was supposed to be brought in alive. So the man with the gun was probably going to try and avoid shooting her in the head right then and there.

Her right hand slid the screwdriver down low in an attempt to keep it hidden. Kat didn’t think he’d seen it yet. That was good. Her left hand unlocked the door and pushed it open. The door groaned.

“Where’s the bodyguard?”

Kat blinked innocently before widening her eyes. “What bodyguard?”

His lips thinned. “Cute.” He motioned with the gun. “Move it, Kat.”

She climbed from the car and made sure the screwdriver stayed behind her right leg. Her gaze locked on the man. He was tall, not as big in height or in the shoulders as Rick was, but still fit. Still outweighing her by at least fifty pounds. Though she knew that when it came to taking down an opponent, size didn’t matter.

The bigger they are, the harder I’ll make them fall.

His eyes were shielded by a pair of aviator sunglasses. His jaw was hard, clean shaven, his forehead high and his dark hair shoved back in a haphazard style. He was a handsome man. A handsome hit man. And something about him nagged at her.

“You come with me right now, and I won’t hurt the bodyguard.” His voice was low, barely a whisper, and the odd sense of familiarity hit her again.

For the moment, she ignored that flare of familiarity. She had to focus on staying alive. On keeping Rick alive. If the fellow was offering not to hurt Rick…

“Sure, I’ll come with you.” Kat gave him a smile. “I’ve been trying to get away from that other guy for days, anyway.” Such a lie, but whatever. The jerk was probably the type who’d believe her lies and tricks. She just wanted to get him away from Rick. Then she was going to shove her screwdriver into his side at the first opportunity.

Jesus. I am my father’s daughter.

She choked down the knowledge and kept the stupid smile on her face.

The hit man cocked his head. “You’ve been trying to get away from him?”

He was awfully chatty.

“Didn’t look that way back at the farmhouse,” he added, eyes squinting with suspicion.

Her heart stopped. In that instant, things went from being bad—okay, very bad—to complete nightmare land. Farmhouse. He’d been the one firing at Rick back at the farmhouse. She licked her lower lip and managed to ask, “Are you Ghost?”

He smiled. Dimples winked at her. “You’ve heard of me.”

Oh, God. Oh, God. Her whole body shut down as she stared at those dimples. Dimples that she knew, and, hell, yes, she was staring straight at a ghost. Her body swayed.

He inclined his head toward her. “Hold the thought, would you? I need to take care of something.

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