Annie's 1st Break (The Annie McCauley Romantic Comedy Mysteries) by Willee Amsden

Author:Willee Amsden [Amsden, Willee]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-09-09T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

I awaken to the smell of coffee and food, perhaps something that’s freshly baked. Does Luther cook? I ask myself.

The deli bags on my miniscule kitchen table answer that question. But as least he can make coffee.

“I never heard you leave or come back,” I say to Luther, who is sitting at that table.

“You weren’t supposed to,” he says. “I guessed you were a poppy seed or sesame seed bagel lover, but I have an everything if you’re feeling more adventurous.”

I can see from the tee shirt stretched across his chest and the tight-fitting jeans that he has everything, so he didn’t have to tell me, but it’s nice to know. He smells slightly of soap and shampoo, so I figure he’s already used the bathroom. I inhale deeply and drink in the smell of freshly brewed coffee. I could get used to someone taking care of breakfast.

Poppy seed is the bagel of the day. I add some non-dairy, cream cheese-like stuff and it’s complete. Maybe someday, when things are less complicated, I’ll check out his everything.

With a half ton of man in it, the kitchen is somewhat congested. We sit huddled over the table-ette and sip coffee for a few minutes. Finally, I ask, “How are we going to do it?”

“What?” he asks.

“Save Luis,” I say. “Have you ever done anything like this before, really?”

“Yes and no,” he answers. “Yes, I’ve rescued someone who was being held, but not by people who are named after pasta. The bad guys in my case were wearing towels on their heads and carried A K Forty Sevens. The idea is the same, though. We go in fast and hard, neutralize the kidnappers, and secure the package.”

“What does that mean in people talk?”

“We invade their space rapidly. We fix them so they can’t do any harm to the captive, and we extricate him from the situation. Is that any better?”

“Yes.”

My phone is ringing and buzzing as usual.

“Do you ever answer that?” he asks and nods toward the phone.

“I will eventually,” I say.

Then there’s a knock at the door. In one movement he glides out of the kitchen, before I can stand, and he’s at the door, looking through the peep hole. Somehow, his handgun is in his hand even though I never saw it in his belt. He motions me to the door, and I look through the peephole.

“It’s my agent, Marcie,” I say. “I should let her in.”

He nods okay, and the gun goes behind his back and his tee shirt covers it.

I open the door and Marcie rushes in and hugs me, “Thank god you’re alright I’ve been worried sick over...” she stops in mid-sentence and her ever-widening eyes slowly make their way up Luther until they reach his face.

“It’s okay,” I say. “This is Luther.”

“Hello,” Marcie says and smiles at me.

“It’s not like that, Marcie. He’s a body guard,” I say.

“Of course, he is, honey,” she says and winks at me.

“No, really, Marcie, he’s a bodyguard. He slept on

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