Heart of a Hero by Marie Ferrarella

Author:Marie Ferrarella [Ferrarella, Marie]
Format: mobi
Tags: Suspense
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2001-06-22T05:00:00+00:00

The thermostat in the motel room said the temperature was a warm seventy-eight degrees, but Dakota felt cold as she fought to stave off the icy hand of fear. Pacing, glancing at her watch with a frequency that was making her crazy, she wondered if she was being a fool again. Andreini had seemed as if he was on the level, but had he set her up? By leaving her here alone, was he effectively turning her into a sitting duck?

Was the next person to come in through the door going to have a concealed weapon beneath his jacket?

Twenty-five minutes. Twenty-five damn minutes since he’d left. She could have cooked a dinner in that amount of time. Where was he?

Something was wrong.

And she wasn’t going to just hang around, waiting to find out what. She’d been too fidgety to unpack anything. Dakota grabbed her suitcase from the floor where she’d left it and hurried to the door.

It opened just as she put her hand on the knob.

Her heart slammed into her rib cage. It took her a second to catch her breath and calm herself. She found herself staring at the side of a carryout paper bag that was already growing translucent. The words China Heaven were embossed in red on the side.

“Room not to your liking?” he speculated mildly as he walked in. Rusty figured it was best not to comment on the wild look in her eyes.

She slammed the door behind him and swung around. “Where the hell have you been? Did they make you kill your own food?”

He made no response to her question, only indicated the bag he set down on the small, wobbly table that barely seated two. “I thought you might like Chinese.”

She loved Chinese. That he had gone out of his way to get it took the edge off her concern and made her feel foolish.

Dragging a hand through her hair, she blew out a breath. When she spoke again, her voice was several octaves lower. “Then you were gone all this time because you were looking for a Chinese restaurant?”

He unpacked four cartons, two sets of plastic utensils and the two sets of chopsticks the cashier had thrown in. “Something like that.”

He was keeping something back. Dakota studied his face. “Want to be more specific?”

“Why don’t you eat?” He nodded at the table as he took off his jacket and tossed it over the back of the chair closest to him. “And while you’re at it, work on your trusting skills.”

She wasn’t about to apologize, although maybe she shouldn’t have snapped at him. “I would if I had something to trust.”

He looked at her pointedly just before he placed his suitcase on the bed. “Me.” With that, he turned his attention to the suitcase he was unlocking.

Curiosity nudged at her and she moved a little closer to peek at what he’d packed for the trip. From what she could see, the suitcase was stuffed with hardware. She looked up at him, puzzled.

“Don’t you believe in clothes?”

“Change of underwear, different shirt, different socks.

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