Deadly Liaisons. Elle James
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Название: Deadly Liaisons
Автор: Elle James
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Короткие любовные романы
Серия: Mills & Boon Romantic Suspense
isbn: 9781472074188
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“Crap, and these were my favorite shoes.” Tazer reached for the door handle.
A voice in Nova’s head urged, Jump!
“You go first. I’ll hold it steady,” Nova said, his jaw tight, his stomach knotted.
Jump!
“We don’t have time.” Tazer unfastened her seat belt. “On the count of three.
“One...” Nova released his belt.
“Two...” Tazer joined the count.
“Three!”
Nova flung his door open and threw himself out of the car, hit the ground hard, tucked and rolled to a stop.
The car continued forward until it reached the curve in the road and launched itself over the edge of the cliff.
Without wasting a breath, Nova staggered to his feet. “Tazer!”
No answer.
“Tazer!”
“Damn.”
“You all right?”
“No.”
“Keep talking until I find you.”
“I’m over here.”
“What’s wrong?”
“They’re broken. Damn.”
His heart in his throat, Nova yanked his cell phone out of his pocket. The screen was cracked, but it still worked. Or would work, if there was any reception at this point on the highway. “Any bleeding?” he asked, still angling toward her voice.
“Yes.”
“Apply pressure, I’m almost there.”
“Yeah, you are. Look out!”
He practically tripped over Tazer before he saw her pushing to her feet against a solid cliff wall. He shone his cell phone in her face. “Stay down until I can get some medical assistance.”
She held up a hand and grimaced. “I don’t need assistance.”
“I thought you said you broke something.”
Frowning, she shoved her hands out in front of her. “I broke every one of my freakin’ fingernails.” Her knees were scuffed, her elbows, too, and she had a scratch on her face.
“We almost died on this road, and all you’re worried about is your manicure?” Nova chuckled as he helped her to her feet. “One of these days I hope to understand women.”
“And one of these days, and I’m thinking very soon, I want to understand why your brakes didn’t work. And when I get my hands on whoever ruined my nails, I’ll kill him.”
Chapter 2
Molly promised a tour of the mansion the following day, offered coffee and turned her ghost-hunting guests loose for the night to settle in with a word of caution about wandering away from the house in the fog. “Don’t tempt fate.”
“Well, we’ll be on our way, too.” Gabe bent to press a kiss to her cheek. “Take care, little sis.”
“Are you sure you don’t want to stay the night?” She glanced around at Emma, Creed, Gabe and Kayla. “One of the guests canceled and I have a spare bedroom available. Gabe, you and Kayla could sleep there—it’s a king-size—Emma and Creed can have my room and I can claim a couch. For that matter, the one in the lounge is a fold-out double bed.”
“Thanks, anyway,” Kayla said. “Dakota’s babysitting Tonya. I don’t want him to have to watch her all night.”
“How’s that going?” Molly asked.
Kayla smiled. “He loves his little sister and she adores him.”
Molly’s glance shifted to the driveway, where she could barely see the outlines of the cars parked there; the light from the porch bounced off the fog rather than penetrating it. “I hate for you to get out in that.”
“If Kayla has her way, we’ll crawl.” Gabe hugged Kayla close to his side.
“I don’t think so.” Kayla swatted his chest. “But we will go very slowly.”
“What about you two?” Molly asked Creed and Emma, who hadn’t been able to get their hands off each other all evening.
Seeing how happy they were gave Molly that pang of longing she’d been experiencing all evening long. Her family and friends were finding the loves of their lives and she was still mooning over a man she would never see again.
Emma yawned and leaned into Creed’s side. “My dog needs to be let outside before he goes to sleep for the night, otherwise I’d take you up on the offer.”
“I understand he’s doing better since the terrorist threat was...what’s the word you used?” Molly asked.
“Neutralized,” Creed finished.
“Moby’s doing great.” Emma’s lips twisted. “But he still cringes when he hears loud noises.”
“A dog with PTSD.” Creed shook his head.
“Hey, you knew what you were getting into.” Emma leaned back, her brows narrowing. “Love me, love my dog.”
“And I love both.” Creed kissed the end of her nose. “You more than Moby.”
Emma’s frown cleared and she leaned against him. “That’s better.”
Molly forced a laugh past the lump in her throat. Creed and Emma had almost lost their lives in the struggle to capture the terrorists. Emma was one of Molly’s closest friends, like the sister she never had. “You two be careful in the fog.”
Emma hugged her. “You bet we will. And don’t go walking near the edge of the cliff tonight. Can’t have the ghosts of McGregor Manor pushing you over the edge.”
Molly laughed. “Hardly. As thick as the Devil’s Shroud is tonight, I’d miss seeing the edge and fall over sooner than being pushed. I’m not worried about the ghosts.”
Kayla shivered. “Personally, I’m more concerned about the ghosts than the fog.”
“See what you’ve done?” Gabe chucked his sister beneath her chin. “You weave a spooky tale, Molly McGregor. Kayla will be up all night imagining every little sound is the ghost that inhabits the lighthouse.”
Kayla shook her head. “Will not. I’m at peace with them. However, I’ve had an eerie feeling since I walked into the B&B this afternoon. Something feels different.”
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