No Strings Attached by Julie Moffett

Author:Julie Moffett
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2016-08-23T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty

I awoke from a dreamless sleep with a hand pressed over my mouth. Panicking, I started to flail and fight until I realized it was Slash bent over me. He was fully dressed with his jacket on, his duffel bag slung over his shoulder. He lifted his hand from my mouth and pressed a finger against his lips. He was holding a gun.

I nodded and he moved toward the door, motioning for me to grab my things. I slipped my jacket on and put both my purse and laptop straps across my shoulders. Taking Slash’s briefcase, I hugged it to my chest with both hands. I had no idea what time it was or how long we’d slept.

Slash looked out the peephole before turning to me and mouthing the words. One guy. Our old room.

My skin chilled. How had they found us? We had taken every freaking precaution.

Slash pressed his mouth to my ear and murmured. “As soon as he goes into the room, we slip out and into the stairwell to the right. Go quickly, but quietly. He will need time to enter and clear the room. We’ll use that time to get away. Once we are outside, go left and then right down the small alley. I’ll take it from there. Okay?”

I nodded and he kissed my cheek.

He returned to watching the peephole. I held my breath, my heart racing. Suddenly, he pulled open the door, motioning for me to go. I slipped past him and into the stairwell. Keeping my footsteps as quiet as I could, I moved down the stairs. Slash was right behind me, walking backward with the gun out. I couldn’t even hear him moving, but my breathing was so loud, I was pretty sure I’d given away our location to all life-forms on Mars.

It was just one flight until we were able to exit the hotel. It occurred to me that might be why Slash had requested a lower floor. He was always thinking of an exit strategy. When we burst out onto the street, it was still dark. The light from the streetlights made me blink. The streets were eerily empty but we were sitting ducks bathed in the light.

“Go,” Slash urged.

I dashed left down the street with Slash right behind me. I took the first right I could, which led into an alley, and then stopped. Slash bumped into me.

“Keep going,” he barked. “To the end of the alley and take a right.”

I ran, holding Slash’s briefcase close to my chest. As we came out onto another street, Slash tucked his gun in the holster and tucked my arm in his. We walked about a half block when he suddenly pulled me toward an open parking garage. There was no one in the guard booth, so we wandered down one row and through the rows of cars until he stopped and pulled me down between a black four-door Toyota and a dark green Buick.

I crouched, breathing hard from our getaway and balancing Slash’s briefcase on my knees.

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