Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 76559 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76559 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
“I’ve been digging into Madison and her sister, Molly and I think there’s a chance she’s still alive. It’s nothing concrete yet, just a few crumbs, but I’m sure Kat is still looking, and chances are good she’ll find her.”
Cal sighed and I knew there was a big ass ‘but’ coming. “These people are evil, so keep a close eye on my sister since you’re watching her anyway.”
“Sure thing, man,” I answered calmly before I hung up. No way was I ever going to let Kat out of my sight.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Kat
Terry was acting weird. Really fucking weird, and he wouldn’t own up to it, but every time I looked past my screen to him, he was pretending not to look at me. It was suspicious as hell and I wanted answers.
“What’s up with you lately?” Terry blinked and shifted his gaze about an inch to the right so his eyes were on me and arched a brow. “Seriously. If you’re angry that you’re still on babysitting duty, take it up with Jasper. Not me.”
Having Terry around for what felt like twenty-four-seven was no picnic for me either. Ending every fucking day with a cold shower wasn’t exactly how I liked to spend my nights, but I couldn’t sleep or focus on anything with his scent wrapped around me.
His gaze sparked a fire to life inside of me, and I crossed my legs under the desk, which those eagle eyes dipped to watch before crawling back up my body, to my face.
“I don’t mind watching you at all,” he said slowly, every syllable its own seduction. “The view is great.”
“Yeah right.”
I rolled my eyes at what we both knew to be bullshit. I’d been giving off signs for weeks, giving him the green light, and he wasn’t giving me anything. Less than, in fact. It was embarrassing.
“Now I’m sure you’re up to something if you’re resorting to compliments.”
Terry shrugged casually, like he didn’t care if I believed him or not. “I just call it how I see it, Trouble.”
“Then what’s your problem?” Because there was a problem.
“No problem.”
“Whatever.” I had more important things to worry about, namely Madison who was getting impatient about the lack of news about her sister. I hadn’t told her, or anyone else, that I reached out to a private investigator in California to see if he could find any trace of the girl.
Checking my email every five minutes hadn’t produced any results either and now Terry’s weirdness only heightened my anxiety.
“What’s up with you? Usually, you’re happy to ignore me.”
That was a lie and I refused to engage so I kept my gaze on the screen, nearly hopping out of my seat when an email finally came through from my private investigator.
Did some digging and came across this photo. Could be our girl? Let me know.
Short and to the point. That’s why I kept Rusty on retainer. He was all business and damn good at his job.
“Holy shit.” The words came out in a whisper, but I was vaguely aware of Terry sitting a little taller, looking at me with curiosity in his eyes. For once in weeks, though, he wasn’t at the forefront of my mind.
Molly was.
The photo was grainy, shot from a distance, but if I squinted, I could tell that it just might be Molly. The same dirty blonde hair as Madison’s, but a little longer than when the photo Madison carried with her was taken.
“Holy. Shit.” It really could be her and the photo was taken right in front of the Reno sign.
“Something important?” Terry’s deep voice pulled my eyes from the screen to his own curious stare. Was it possible I’d forgotten he was there?
“Nope. Nothing at all.”
I had to figure out a way to get out of the office without Terry tagging along, which was about as possible as getting the sun to stop shining so brightly. But I had to try. I wanted to get to Reno and find Molly. Without Terry and his weirdness. If he didn’t want me, then I had to move forward. And the first thing on my list was to find Molly.
“I just remembered I have an appointment to get to. No big deal, but I can handle it on my own.”
I kept my gaze down and grabbed my purse, phone, and keys, making a beeline for the door. When I reached it without interruption, I let out a small sigh of relief and headed to the elevator.
It was a small miracle, if I believed in that nonsense, but if I did, I would have been really fucking disappointed.
Just before the elevator doors closed, an arm shot out and forced them open again. Terry stood there, as calm as could be, with an arrogant smile on his face.
“I don’t mind being surrounded by hormonal women for an hour or two.” He stepped inside the elevator and got right in my face. “I might start thinking you don’t want me around, Kitty Kat.” Both hands slid down my arms, the move so erotic, I shivered.