TENDER DECEIT (Romantic Suspense Mystery Thriller) by H.Y. Hanna

Author:H.Y. Hanna
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romantic suspense, romantic thriller, mystery romance, international thriller romance, second chance romance, Singapore Asia thriller, womens fiction action adventure, amateur women sleuth
Publisher: Wisheart Press
Published: 2014-12-21T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 16

Toran shifted restlessly, his eyes flicking every so often through the café window to the hotel across the street. What was happening with Leah? He had been puzzled, but not unduly worried when she hadn’t met him at their arranged spot at ten that morning. Perhaps she had overslept; perhaps she had been delayed. He had waited over an hour, then found an internet café to send her a Facebook message. Nothing.

Leah had told him her room number yesterday and he had considered calling her at the hotel. So far, he had avoided contacting her directly because he knew that her calls were probably being monitored, but worry had weakened his resolve. Using a basic prepaid mobile phone, in lieu of his own which he had lost in the yacht explosion, he called the hotel and asked to speak to Leah Fisher. He had been surprised to be connected to Leah’s answer mail and when he checked with the hotel reception, it seemed that Miss Fisher had gone out.

Had Leah gone without him? Toran thought back to the way she had looked at him yesterday, her eyes shining, as she had said, “Together”, and he couldn’t believe that she would have broken her promise to him. But then where had she gone?

Toran had no choice but to wait near the hotel and hope to catch her when she returned. He had called again and left a message for Miss Fisher at reception, saying simply that her “friend was waiting outside” and asking her to come out when she got the message. It was lame and risky, but he was getting desperate. He knew it was a bad idea hanging around near the hotel—any of Warne’s men watching Leah’s movements might see him too—but he didn’t know what else to do. Somewhere inside him, a nagging feeling of fear had started growing—fear for Leah’s safety.

Then finally, a few hours after lunch, he had seen her, looking tired and dispirited as she slowly entered her hotel. That was over two hours ago and she still hadn’t come out. Was she just ignoring his message? There was no reason for her to. She had seemed so happy and trusting yesterday. What was going on?

Toran pushed the plate with his half-eaten sandwich aside. He looked back at the hotel again. Going in would be stupid and crazy—for all he knew, Warne could have spies planted amongst the hotel staff. He had an advantage now because Warne thought that he was dead—but if Warne realised that he had escaped the yacht, the Australian tycoon would hunt him down.

Toran stood up. His mind was still protesting, but his body wasn’t listening. His feet were carrying him out of the café and across the street. He had to find out what had happened to Leah.

As he neared the hotel entrance, he had a stroke of luck. A mini-bus pulled up and disgorged a group of guests. A convention of some sort, perhaps. They were mostly middle-aged men in polo shirts and chinos, wearing red lanyards around their necks with large badges attached.

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