Rapture by E.M. Lindsey

Author:E.M. Lindsey [Lindsey, E.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-06-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Eventually, I managed to get one foot in front of the other, and when Alonso seemed satisfied that I wasn’t going to topple over, he turned and walked past me, grabbing the cups and fallen pastries off the ground. I wanted to ask more questions, but he gave me one more withering stare, so I hoofed it across the street and slipped in through the pub’s front door. There were workers bustling around, but no one seemed to notice me at all. Maybe it was a small miracle. Or maybe, because these were Alonso’s people, they were used to it.

That thought made my stomach twist and my head spin worse than it already was.

As I climbed the steps, my legs suddenly tried to give out on me, and I caught myself on the railing for only a second before my body registered that my wrist was hurt. I let out a sharp cry as my knees hit the wood, and I managed the rest at a crawl.

The door was sitting open when I got up to the landing, so I shuffled to the kitchen and grabbed a bag of frozen broccoli that Nic had brought over when I first moved in and wrapped it around my tender joint.

Everything was starting to ache—the shock wearing off a lot faster this time—and I let out a soft whimper as I collapsed on the sofa. Ghost was there a second later, her eyes wide and kitten-wild, but she settled against my thigh instead of digging her claws into me, and I appreciated being purred on instead of bitten.

“Were you shot?”

My gaze snapped up to find Lorenzo standing a few feet away from me, his expression unreadable. I laid my hand on Ghost and felt her purring against my palm. “No. Broken wrist, I think.” They’d also gotten me in the ribs again, but I wasn’t struggling to breathe anymore, so I assumed they weren’t broken.

He let out a put-upon sigh, then glanced over his shoulder at the apartment door. “I’m going downstairs. Don’t leave.”

As though I could have done anything apart from lie there and whimper. I didn’t watch him go. I tipped my head back, losing myself in the warmth of the kitten and the painful throb shooting up my hurt arm. This time, when Alonso got back, I wasn’t going to stop until I had some fucking answers because there was something going on, and he knew what it was.

Maybe he was in the mafia. Maybe he was an undercover cop.

Maybe he was just some guy who happened to be in the right place at the right time. Or the wrong one. But I was done being kept in the dark.

Time seemed to speed up and slow down as my heartbeat normalized. I had no idea how long Alonso was gone for, but the broccoli was nearly defrosted when he appeared in the doorway, looking like some kind of avenging angel. He had a single cut along his lip and a bruise forming on the side of his jaw.

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