Armoured Attraction. Janie Crouch

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      Liam felt as if he were having an out-of-body experience.

      To get rid of that young Deputy Atwood, he’d had to think fast. Sordid affair was the first thing that had come to his mind when he looked at this place, so he’d decided to play that angle.

      He definitely hadn’t expected Vanessa to jump in and help with the ruse when the officer wasn’t buying it despite Liam’s best efforts to make him so uncomfortable that he just went away. And her actions had made the difference.

      Of course, the officer couldn’t just barge in without a warrant—a hotel was considered a temporary home in the eyes of the law and most of the same rules applied—but if they refused him entry with no grounds whatsoever, Atwood would’ve been suspicious. He would’ve called it in and then the sheriff’s department would’ve just waited them out. Sooner or later they’d have to leave and the hotel room only had one entrance and exit.

      Sitting ducks.

      So Vanessa’s help in fooling the officer had just bought them some desperately needed time. Not much, but enough.

      Vanessa’s naked body pressed up against his naked body? That searing kiss that threatened to turn his bones to ash?

      Yeah, out-of-body experience.

      All of that was nothing compared to hearing the words social worker used to describe Vanessa Epperson’s profession. There was no way the spoiled, selfish, but full-of-life woman he’d known eight years ago had become a social worker. Someone who took care of other people.

      But he couldn’t deny the tenderness she’d showed as she’d cared for Karine since he’d arrived. It was hard to reconcile the Vanessa gently holding a traumatized teenager with the Vanessa he’d known before.

      There were pieces of the puzzle—many of them, it seemed—that he was missing. Some were obvious now that he was looking for them.

      For example, what were these clothes she was wearing? A pair of non-designer, off-the-rack jeans and a simple green cotton T-shirt. Liam could very clearly remember her teaching him about silk, cashmere and Pashmina—by wrapping her naked body in each and making him guess—scoffing that cotton shirts for women were only as a last resort.

      Evidently, this situation was a last resort, then.

      Her tennis shoes were no-name brand, also. He was pretty sure you could pick them up at the local supercenter.

      Vanessa Epperson at the local supercenter?

      Out-of-body experience.

      She was looking at him now as if she didn’t know quite where to start. And it didn’t matter anyway, because they had to get out of there.

      “You know what?” He cut her off as she began to speak just as Karine opened the bathroom door. “Save it. We’ve got to move.”

      He took a step closer. “But I will be told exactly what is going on.”

      Vanessa nodded.

      Liam winked and smiled at Karine, not wanting her to think any tension between him and Vanessa should worry her. She smiled back at him, albeit timidly.

      “I’m going to go drive around for about five minutes, see if we have anybody watching the room.”

      He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and texted Vanessa so she would have his number.

      “That’s me.” He nodded in the direction of her phone when it chirped. “You two be ready to go in case I have to come get you in a hurry.”

      He hoped it wouldn’t come to that. Nags Head—really none of the Outer Banks islands—wasn’t big enough for them to escape in a high-speed chase with the police. Their best bet was to get out now while they could.

      “Is your car hidden somewhere?” he asked Vanessa.

      “No.” She shook her head. “I didn’t think I needed to. I didn’t think they would be looking for me so fast.”

      “That car right out front is yours?” Liam couldn’t keep the shock from his voice.

      She nodded, eyebrow raised, as if daring him to say something further.

      At sixteen she’d had a BMW. And now she was driving an early 2000s–model Camry? Not that there was anything wrong with a Camry: safe, dependable, known to last. If she’d had the latest model, he would’ve considered it a wise, mature choice.

      But a model that was at least a dozen years old?

      The out-of-body experiences just kept on coming.

      “Okay, well, just be ready in case you need to drive it. Don’t open the door or peek through the window until you hear from me in case someone is watching the room.”

      “Be careful,” Vanessa said. Karine had come to stand right beside her and she slipped an arm around the girl.

      “I will. Be ready.”

      Liam walked out the door, whistling and tossing his keys. If anyone was watching the room, he wanted it to look as if he was in no hurry, that he was just a happy, sated guy going to grab some coffee.

      As he got to his car, which he’d parked toward the front of the lot away from Vanessa’s, he missed the keys he was tossing on purpose so they fell to the ground. As he crouched to get them, he stayed down to fake tying his shoe, taking survey of the parking lot as he did so.

      There were two other cars in the lot and both had been there before Liam arrived. One was near the front desk, probably the clerk’s. The other was a few spots down from Vanessa’s Camry, not an optimal place for surveillance, but not terrible.

      Liam honestly didn’t think they were watching the hotel yet. No doubt they would be soon after the officer made his report. Liam was willing to bet the young officer probably didn’t know the importance of what he had been tasked to do. He thought he was looking for someone who had last been seen with a teenage, petty burglar. He probably felt he’d drawn the short straw this morning and wouldn’t be in any hurry to report questioning a naked guy that hadn’t resulted in anything useful.

      They needed to use that situation to their advantage.

      Liam drove slowly out of the parking lot. There were no cars around the streets with anyone sitting in them in stakeout fashion. Nor any vans that could be used for surveillance.

      The hotel was clean.

      He’d drive around for a few minutes just to make sure. See if anyone followed him. He also needed to figure out a larger game plan now that he was also convinced someone at the sheriff’s office was in on the trafficking ring. Too much time was being placed on finding Karine for him to think otherwise.

      He needed to find a safe place to stash both Karine and Vanessa. Nothing that was connected to Vanessa in any way. He knew just the place but he didn’t know if Vanessa would like it.

      Too bad.

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