Out of the Shadows (Tangled Ivy #3) by Tiffany Snow

Out of the Shadows (Tangled Ivy #3) by Tiffany Snow

Author:Tiffany Snow [Snow, Tiffany]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romantic Suspense, Mystery & Suspense, Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, Suspense
ISBN: 9781503949522
Google: t-jlsgEACAAJ
Amazon: B00XIL2P38
Publisher: Montlake Romance
Published: 2015-12-14T17:00:00+00:00


Another hotel, the desk clerk unsurprised at our very late check-in. Devon paid in cash, signing in as Jim Dale and wife. When we got to the room, I was more than ready to lie down.

“No one will know you’re here,” he said, slipping off my shoes for me and covering me with a blanket. “You’ll be safe.”

I frowned. “Where are you going?”

“I need to run an errand and call an old friend I’m hoping will help us,” he said. “I shan’t be long, I promise.”

I believed him. “Okay. Be careful.”

“Always, darling.” The door closed quietly behind him, leaving me alone. I was asleep in seconds and didn’t wake for hours. When I did, I felt marginally better. The ever-present headache was still there, but it was now more of a dull throb that I could handle.

Devon had returned at some point as he lay next to me, obviously not wanting to wake me. He was sound asleep and I arranged the blanket over him, then eased out of bed.

It was after noon, and as I dug through our duffel bag to get my toothbrush, my stomach growled. I took that as a good sign. An appetite signaled that my body was doing okay.

After cleaning up, I took a few bills from Devon’s wallet along with the room key. I left a note telling him I was getting some food and would be back soon. After last night, I could visualize him waking up, seeing I wasn’t there, and thinking the worst.

The hotel was a discount one that saw a lot of turnover and didn’t remember names, so it wasn’t surprising to me that there wasn’t a restaurant inside. The sun was shining outside, beckoning. Thinking I could use the exercise and fresh air, I went out.

I walked for a short while, the sun warm on my shoulders and hair, until I found a small Cuban restaurant. The menu looked good, so I ordered myself and Devon something to go. He had to be starving, too. It felt good to be taking care of this one small task: lunch. I wasn’t helpless and we were a team, just like he’d said.

The waitress who took my order looked at me kind of oddly. She didn’t speak much English and my Spanish was nonexistent. I ordered from the menu based on numbers and slid onto one of the stools in their small bar to wait. It wasn’t until I saw her talking to a man and both of them looking at me that my instincts kicked in.

I couldn’t forget—my face was all over the news. Even with the hair redo, people could still recognize me, if they were aware enough. It seemed this unlikely place and this too-observant person was just that.

Shit.

I slid off the stool and headed for the door, but the man the waitress had been talking to intercepted me.

“Excuse me,” he said, his accent thick. “Your order has been delayed a few more minutes. The cook misread the ticket and has to remake it.



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