Sweet Arrest by Jordyn Tracey

Author:Jordyn Tracey [Tracey, Jordyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, Multicultural, Romantic Suspense, Multicultural & Interracial, Mystery & Suspense, Suspense
Amazon: B00381AIU0
Publisher: Sugar and Spice Press
Published: 2010-02-10T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Her eyelids fluttered. She pursed her lips and frowned, a glimmer of pain and fear coming into the unfocused eyes. “I..."

"Shh.” Connor stroked her cheek. “No, baby, don't try to talk. Just rest. I'm here. You're safe, and no one is going to hurt you."

She cried as she had been doing in her sleep when he arrived at the hospital. The doc had given her something to help her rest, but he imagined the horror she suffered came flooding back with consciousness.

"They said ... They were going to..."

"Shh. We can talk later.” He tried to soothe her, but she insisted on speaking. He waited, letting her get out what she felt she needed to.

"Those teenagers. I thought they were going to...” She jerked like she would be sick, but was too weak to. She fell flat against her pillow, her eyes drifting closed and then open again.

"No, the guys who found you called the police. They cut your rope off, wrapped you in a jacket and tucked you in their car until the police and ambulance arrived. Those guys saved your life."

Her sweet mouth formed an O. He drew her into his arms. He shouldn't feel this emotional over her, not having known her that long, but the sense of fierce protection still rose inside him. The person who had taken her would pay for hurting her. He'd see to it.

The door opened, and Carl stepped inside. Connor eased A'isha back against the pillow. “She's just waking up. Can't this wait?"

"Afraid not.” At least his partner looked sympathetic. The chief didn't care if it looked like someone else was involved in this. He stuck to the fact that Connor had screwed up. He hadn't been reinstated despite new developments. Carl sighed. “I need to question her while this is still fresh in her mind. It might give us more to go on."

Connor nodded. “Fine. Go ahead, but make it fast.” He crossed his arms over his chest. “If she cries, the interview is over."

"Damn, Connor. She's had a rough time. Of course, she'll cry.” Carl's eyebrows shot up, a look of disbelief in his expression. “One would think you were in love with her, but that can't be. You've just met."

"Just question her!"

Connor leaned forward and brushed the hair from her face. His light touch caused her eyes to drift open again. She first looked at him and then Carl. Not giving a damn what Carl thought, he slipped his hand in A'isha's willing her to take some of his strength.

"It's okay, baby. He just wants to ask you a few questions,” he encouraged her. “If you tell the detective all you can remember, it will help us catch this guy."

"Woman,” she whispered.

Carl's eyes narrowed. “Come again?"

She drew in a shaky breath and tried to sit up. Connor pressed her down, but used the mechanism to raise the bed higher.

A'isha went on. “It was a woman. She acted like she knew me."

"What did she look like?” Carl's voice was too sharp, making her tremble.

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