Hunting Moon (Decorah Security Series, Book #11): A Paranormal Romantic Suspense Novel by Rebecca York

Hunting Moon (Decorah Security Series, Book #11): A Paranormal Romantic Suspense Novel by Rebecca York

Author:Rebecca York [York, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Light Street Press
Published: 2015-12-13T22:00:00+00:00


Chapter Seventeen

Brand moved cautiously toward the bed. The first time he’d come here, she had attacked him. This time, he hoped she was expecting him, but he had no idea what chemicals they’d pumped into her mind.

As he called her name again, her eyes blinked open and focused on him, but he couldn’t tell if she knew who he was.

“Tory,” he whispered. “I came back, and now we have to get out of here.”

She pushed herself up, and he saw something in her hand reflect in the moonlight. As she stared at him, she raised her arm, and he could see that she was holding a sharp piece of plastic.

His breath stilled as he watched her, wondering what she was going to do.

She blinked and turned her hand, staring at the plastic, then at him.

“Brand?”

“Yes.”

“I prayed you’d come back,” she murmured.

“I said I would.”

She stared at the makeshift weapon again and let it drop to the floor. “I was going to cut anyone who came into the room.”

“Good for you.”

He leaned down and reached for her, folding her close. She stood and clung to him, and the sensation of holding her in his arms again was almost too much to cope with. He wanted her, more than he had ever wanted another woman in his life, yet he knew that the two of them were in terrible danger—and he must stay focused if he was going to get them out of this death trap.

When he eased away, she made a sound of protest.

“We have to go. Now.”

Before he could say more, he heard the sound of the door lock turning. There was no time to make any plans. He sprang forward, flattening himself against the wall in back of the door. Tory stayed rooted to the spot where she’d been standing.

Two men came into the room. One was a security guy. The other was the man he’d seen at her door last night. When Tory saw him, she drew in a quick breath.

“Dr. Raymond?” she asked in a quavering voice, and Brand wondered if she was terrified or acting the part.

Both men were facing her, unaware that anyone was standing behind the door.

“What are you doing up?” Raymond asked.

Brand could see her trying to collect her wits. “I . . . heard something.”

“Nothing to worry about. We’re going to move you to a secure location.”

“No,” she said, her voice sounding vague, but he was sure now that she was faking it.

“Let’s go,” Raymond.

“You don’t know what you’re dealing with,” Tory answered.

“What?”

Brand could have shot both of them—and drawn half the security force running to Tory’s room. Making a split-second decision, he leaped from his position behind the door, slamming the guard into the doctor.

They both went down in a heap, and Brand followed, picking up the piece of plastic that Tory had dropped and slashing it across the guard’s throat. The man made a gurgling sound, his mouth opening and closing.

Raymond and Tory both gasped.

Out of necessity, Brand had kept his plans flexible.



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