Two Souls Hollow by Paula Graves

Author:Paula Graves
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2015-11-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

“How is that photo possible?” Ginny tried to keep the tremble out of her voice, but she wasn’t having much luck, given how hard the rest of her was shaking. Anson had wrapped her in the nubby cotton throw that hung over the back of his sofa, but cold wasn’t her problem.

Terror was.

She had followed Anson into the bedroom, unwilling to stay in the main part of the loft alone, even though he was only a few yards away.

He was looking at a laptop computer that sat on a sturdy steel-top table near the bed. “Son of a bitch,” he muttered.

“What?” She tightened the throw around her shivering limbs.

“Someone hijacked my laptop. Used the webcam to grab that still.” He stepped aside so she could see that the laptop—and the web camera at the top of the monitor—were angled perfectly to have taken the photo of her lying on Anson’s bed.

“Well, make them stop!” Her voice rose in pitch. She tried to lower it again. “You know how to do that, right?”

He closed the laptop lid. “That’s one way.”

She couldn’t stop a bubble of shaking laughter from escaping her throat. “What now?”

“I need to figure out how they got through my security. See what other information they were able to access.”

She was glad he sounded as if he knew what to do, because she didn’t have a clue. Her knowledge of computers centered more on using the programs they ran more than the nuts and bolts of the hardware itself. “What do they want you to back off of?”

He turned to look at her, his expression serious. “There are only two things I’m involved in doing at the moment. Trying to figure out who the mole at The Gates really is and trying to help you figure out who’s targeting your brother. If I had to choose which one I think inspired that email, I’d say the former.”

“You mean you think it could be the mole himself who sent you the email.”

He nodded. “If he can access my files on my spare laptop, then he could possibly have done so at The Gates.”

“And you had sensitive information about Ma—”

Anson pressed his fingers against her lips, quieting her. “Not here.”

Did he think someone was still listening?

He bent close to her, whispering in her ear. “Say nothing else. I’ll get Quinn to sweep this place for listening devices.”

But they’d already said so much, she thought. They’d had a whole conversation earlier about her suspicions regarding Mara and Mallory Jennings. If the place were bugged—

He pressed his forehead to hers. “It’s going to be okay. Get dressed and we’ll get out of here.”

“And go where?”

He smiled slowly. “You’ll see.”

* * *

“THIS USED TO be the cellar.” Anson came to a stop in the middle of a hallway on the bottom floor of the Victorian mansion that now housed The Gates. The corridor was flanked by three doors on each side, with a seventh door at the far end.

Ginny took in the pale green walls, the simple tile floor and, most tantalizing of all, the doors.

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