Total Control by Jackie Ashenden

Author:Jackie Ashenden [Ashenden, Jackie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2018-04-18T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 11

Kellan was awakened the next morning by someone shaking his shoulder.

“Kel, wake up,” a feminine voice demanded.

Sabrina.

A rush of heat went through him, his morning hard-on suddenly getting a hell of a lot harder, and he automatically reached out, his hand encountering warmth and feminine curves.

He gave a growl of appreciation and pulled her against him. Or at least he tried, until she went stiff with resistance and shook him again.

“No, we don’t have time for that,” she said impatiently. “Wake up. I need to show you something.”

Kellan opened one eye.

Sabrina was sitting on the bed next to him, unfortunately dressed again in her sleep shorts and T-shirt, her laptop held on her knees. Her cheeks were pink and her hazel eyes were glowing, and he could still feel her fingers on him from earlier on that morning, still feel her mouth wrapped around his cock.

“You need to be naked,” he murmured, tightening his arm around her waist, unable to drag his gaze from her lips.

She made another impatient sound. “And you need to focus. I’ve been decrypting what was on that hard drive.”

Instantly all thoughts of sex vanished, a pulse of adrenaline overwhelming the earlier heat.

He released her and sat up, scrubbing a hand over his face. “Okay, tell me. What did you find?”

“Right, so it was weird. The thing was encrypted, like I said, but decrypting it was . . . Well, let’s just say that I was expecting it to be much harder. Anyway, that’s not the only thing that was strange. There’s only one file on it and it’s a list of dates and what looks like map coordinates.”

Kellan frowned. Did that mean . . . ? “That’s it? That’s the file that Night was looking for?”

“I mean . . . it must be. There’s nothing on his desktop, which must mean that hard drive.”

Something tight inside Kellan gathered a little bit tighter. Shit, he was hoping for something more conclusive than that. Like, say, nothing at all. “We need to look up those coordinates,” he said flatly. “Figure out what they refer to. They could mean nothing.”

“Well, I did look them up. They refer to various different places in Central and South America. Colombia, Guatemala, Peru.”

His gut clenched, a sick feeling settling inside it. Jesus. All places that had a healthy drug trade ruled by the South American cartels. “Great. So it’s entirely possible that the coordinates relate back to this arms ring bullshit then.”

The glow in Sabrina’s eyes dimmed. “Yes, it could.”

Ah . . . fuck. So this was it? Did finding this file mean his father was guilty?

And if he is, what other lies has he told you? What have you been protecting all these years?

But he couldn’t accept that. Wouldn’t. His father had to be innocent. He had to be. Because the alternative was that Kellan had given up his child all those years ago, to protect a liar. A hypocrite. A man who’d sold guns to kill innocent people.

That’s not the reason.

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