Alone With an Escort by Angela Claire

Author:Angela Claire [Claire, Angela]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotic Romance Fiction
ISBN: 9781786862853
Publisher: Totally Bound Publishing
Published: 2017-07-15T00:00:00+00:00

Hi you old fucker! Yeah, I can join you. I aint got an antelope yet this year. But you going to have to walk me through how to get there, pal. I don’t remember nothing about our last drive out ’cause I was drunk as shit.

A few more pleasantries and the directions were there. They could get to it right off this very highway if they headed east toward the border with Nebraska.

Quite a coincidence. Although maybe the sheriff had meant to kill two birds with one stone. Do the hit then mosey along for a little relaxation at his hunting cabin.

“The text is from six months ago, and it’s not hunting season now. From the conversation back and forth, the cabin sounds like it’s quite remote. We could go there.”

Jonathon thought about it. It would be safer than trying to stop in a town again. And it wasn’t like he had anything better in mind, until he could find a plane. He had to sleep. “That’s a good idea. An empty place. We’ll check it out at least. And if it looks okay, park there for a bit, anyway. Get some rest. Eventually they’ll figure out the guy is missing and look there, but it might take a while.”

“It might. Especially since from his emails, I gather he just tells his secretary to screw off if she tries to micromanage where he is. We could even send an email to her from him saying he had to go out of town for a few days. Something like that. It could buy us some time.”

“You’re pretty good at this.”

Her lower lip trembled. It wasn’t a game to her anymore.

He looked away.

“Any texts or emails from a wife or kids?” he asked. “We wouldn’t want anyone showing up unexpectedly.”

“No, nothing. In fact, the most personal texts were a month ago from a Sherrie, who seems to have been his heartbroken former girlfriend. They were not complimentary. I don’t think she’ll be showing up, either. If she even knows where the cabin is. I bet it’s an all-boys thing, anyway.”

“Okay, good. We head to his cabin then.”

“I plugged the address into his GPS. It should only take about an hour.”

“Great. Memorize the directions, send that email then we’ll throw the phone out the window and drive over it.”

He thought about it for a second. “It’s probably better if you drive.” Between the blood loss and his state of fatigue, all around she was a better choice for driver.

They traded places and she pulled the car back onto the highway.

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