Kidnapped Hearts by Cait Jarrod

Author:Cait Jarrod [Jarrod, Cait]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Published: 2013-02-15T16:45:36+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Be patient. Who was he trying to kid? Jake was about to self-destruct, and watching Pamela sashay away from him made it worse. Once they were settled back in the house, alarms set, he would apologize for his stupid comment. With any luck, she’d forgive him, and they’d wake up together in the morning.

She disappeared over the small dune leading to the boardwalk. Quickly, he ran the fifty yards to catch up. She wasn’t there. A red light coming from his bedroom caught his attention.

The perimeter of the property had been wired prior to their arrival, so the constant threat of someone sneaking up behind them would be dissolved. Now, the light blinked through the darkness, letting him know someone uninvited was here. Earlier, he had run out of the house without taking any of his equipment, leaving the indicator in his bedroom along with his gun. He shook his head and drug a hand down his face. “Damn, dumb move.”

The hair stood up on the back of his neck. He needed to get Pamela the hell out of dodge. He sprung onto the boardwalk leading to the beach house a hundred yards away and heard mumbled voices. Figures moved at the bottom of the stairs, one grabbing the other. He gritted his teeth and bounded up the walkway.

His feet flew out from under him. A solid object rammed him in the side, hurling him into the sand. He popped up. Before he had a chance to duck, something hard whacked his face, slamming him back into the sand. “Son of a bitch!” His face burned, but he needed to get up and help Pamela.

He went for his gun, then remembered where he left it. If his dick hadn’t led him to the beach chasing after her, he wouldn’t be in this situation. He lifted his head off the sand, spotting a man wearing a jacket running in the opposite direction. His head hurt too much to chase him down. Instead, he eyed the house.

Clouds were moving in, covering the light of the moon. He had excellent vision in the dark, but with his head throbbing, he couldn’t focus. Until he located the man who fled, he was a sitting duck and no good to Pamela. His brain engaged, telling him to get out of the open. On his stomach, he slithered through the sand until he reached the low growing vegetation.

He lifted his throbbing head, closed the more painful eye, and skimmed the area. A large lump lay close by. His gut twisted. Closing the gap, the shape of a man came into view. After checking for a pulse and finding none, he dug into the man’s pocket and pulled out a wallet. His finger traced the edges of a badge, exactly what he was afraid of. He set the wallet on top of the man and finished searching him.

Retrieving a gun, flashlight, and a radio, he pushed the talk button to call for backup. No reception or the batteries were dead.

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