Page 20
Story: Conceal (Eagle Tactical 3)
“Sure.” I dug into my pocket for my keys and led her outside, locking up behind me.
I glanced once more in the direction of the kitchen where Jaxson had stashed himself.
I led Harper out to my truck. Beside it this morning, Ariella’s sedan had been parked and abandoned.
“Whose vehicle is that?” Harper asked. She climbed into the front seat and glanced around.
Was she worried that it was more paparazzi out looking for her?
“Just one of the guys helping me fix up the restaurant.” It wasn’t a complete lie. Jaxson had mentioned how he wouldn’t mind doing some renovations on the inside.
Why the hell had he taken Ariella’s car?
I put the truck into reverse and headed back on the road we came in on last night.
Harper sat quietly, staring out the window. “Can I ask you something?”
“Sure.” I had a feeling she was going to either way.
“What happened to your restaurant? Those bullet holes aren’t for décor.”
I snorted under my breath. “That’s a new one. And no, they are one hundred percent real.”
That story would take some time, and maybe it would buy me the opportunity to see her later tonight when I was working and keeping an eye on her.
“It’s a long story. How about I tell you about it tonight over dinner?”
“I have to work, but I’ll text you when I leave. It might be a little late,” Harper said.
“That’s fine.” I contemplated digging out my cell phone and handing it to her to punch in her number, but I thought better of it. What if she read the texts about the studio security job that had been lined up with Eagle Tactical?
“Pull out your phone. I’ll give you my number.” I waited for her to retrieve her cell phone, and I recanted my digits so that she’d be able to get ahold of me later.
A few minutes later, we were pulling up out front of the motel. The parking lot nearly empty, unlike last night.
In the distance I recognized Aiden’s truck.
He staked out the motel parking lot. At least Harper would be safe.
I needed to head home and shower. As long as I didn’t have to be onset, then she’d never know I worked for Eagle Tactical.
I glanced once more in the direction of the kitchen where Jaxson had stashed himself.
I led Harper out to my truck. Beside it this morning, Ariella’s sedan had been parked and abandoned.
“Whose vehicle is that?” Harper asked. She climbed into the front seat and glanced around.
Was she worried that it was more paparazzi out looking for her?
“Just one of the guys helping me fix up the restaurant.” It wasn’t a complete lie. Jaxson had mentioned how he wouldn’t mind doing some renovations on the inside.
Why the hell had he taken Ariella’s car?
I put the truck into reverse and headed back on the road we came in on last night.
Harper sat quietly, staring out the window. “Can I ask you something?”
“Sure.” I had a feeling she was going to either way.
“What happened to your restaurant? Those bullet holes aren’t for décor.”
I snorted under my breath. “That’s a new one. And no, they are one hundred percent real.”
That story would take some time, and maybe it would buy me the opportunity to see her later tonight when I was working and keeping an eye on her.
“It’s a long story. How about I tell you about it tonight over dinner?”
“I have to work, but I’ll text you when I leave. It might be a little late,” Harper said.
“That’s fine.” I contemplated digging out my cell phone and handing it to her to punch in her number, but I thought better of it. What if she read the texts about the studio security job that had been lined up with Eagle Tactical?
“Pull out your phone. I’ll give you my number.” I waited for her to retrieve her cell phone, and I recanted my digits so that she’d be able to get ahold of me later.
A few minutes later, we were pulling up out front of the motel. The parking lot nearly empty, unlike last night.
In the distance I recognized Aiden’s truck.
He staked out the motel parking lot. At least Harper would be safe.
I needed to head home and shower. As long as I didn’t have to be onset, then she’d never know I worked for Eagle Tactical.
Table of Contents
- Page 1
- Page 2
- Page 3
- Page 4
- Page 5
- Page 6
- Page 7
- Page 8
- Page 9
- Page 10
- Page 11
- Page 12
- Page 13
- Page 14
- Page 15
- Page 16
- Page 17
- Page 18
- Page 19
- Page 20
- Page 21
- Page 22
- Page 23
- Page 24
- Page 25
- Page 26
- Page 27
- Page 28
- Page 29
- Page 30
- Page 31
- Page 32
- Page 33
- Page 34
- Page 35
- Page 36
- Page 37
- Page 38
- Page 39
- Page 40
- Page 41
- Page 42
- Page 43
- Page 44
- Page 45
- Page 46
- Page 47
- Page 48
- Page 49
- Page 50
- Page 51
- Page 52
- Page 53
- Page 54
- Page 55
- Page 56
- Page 57
- Page 58
- Page 59
- Page 60
- Page 61
- Page 62
- Page 63
- Page 64
- Page 65
- Page 66
- Page 67
- Page 68
- Page 69
- Page 70
- Page 71
- Page 72
- Page 73
- Page 74
- Page 75
- Page 76
- Page 77
- Page 78
- Page 79
- Page 80
- Page 81
- Page 82
- Page 83
- Page 84
- Page 85
- Page 86
- Page 87
- Page 88
- Page 89
- Page 90
- Page 91