Bishop's Rock by Amanda Stevens

Author:Amanda Stevens
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2017-11-01T14:42:13+00:00

Chapter Six

A few minutes later, Lea tiptoed up the stairs and down the hallway to her room. She didn’t turn on a light. The moonlight streaming in through the balcony doors provided ample illumination as she moved quietly into the bathroom to get ready for bed. She washed her face and brushed her teeth, then searched her reflection, hoping as she always did that her features would somehow ignite a memory.

She’d just turned away from the mirror when she froze. It wasn’t so much a sound or a movement that alerted her as a certainty that something was wrong. She flicked off the bathroom light and moved to the door, cracking it open to peer out. A cool draft skimmed her face, drawing a deep shiver. Had she left the balcony door open earlier? She was almost certain she hadn’t. She’d been very careful about locking up when she came up after dinner.

Leaving the bathroom, she crept along the wall until she could peer around the corner into the bedroom. The breeze whispered over her again, an icy caress, as her heart catapulted to her throat.

No one’s there. You’re safe.

But someone was there, silhouetted on the balcony. Lea thought at first she had imagined the shadow, and then a tall figure moved toward the door.

“Andrew?” she whispered.

The sound of her voice stilled the intruder. Moonlight sparked off the lenses of his glasses and on the weapon he held in his right hand. She recognized him even in the dim light. The bearded man who had been watching her earlier. Very slowly, he hunkered in the doorway and slid the gun across the floor toward her.

She gasped and jumped back.

“Take it,” he said.

Lea stared at him for a moment, so startled and frightened she could barely comprehend his action. Then she bent and grabbed the gun. The weight of the weapon felt surprisingly reassuring as she curled her fingers around the grip, steadying her right hand with her left. “Don’t come any closer.”

“I won’t. I’m not here to hurt you,” he said as he lifted his hands in the air and stood. “Please don’t shoot me.”

“What do you want?” Lea demanded.

“Just to talk, that’s all.”

Lea’s mind raced as she disengaged the safety. She knew how to use the weapon, but would she be able to shoot a man at point-blank range if he rushed her?

As if intuiting her mental calculations, he said, “I was told you have amnesia. You must be so frightened right now. I can help you.”

Lea backed away from him. “How?”

“I know something of your situation.”

Her voice rose. “How do you know anything about me? Who are you?”

He kept his tone even, almost soothing. “My name is Frank Grimes. I’m a retired Houston police detective. I can show you my credentials, but I’ll need to reach in my pocket.”

“No! Keep your hands in the air. Just tell me why you’re here.”

“I told you. I want to talk to you.” He made no further move toward her, just stood there with his hands raised.

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