Page 70 of Trail to Trouble

“Yes.”

“Shit!”

“I know. It was purely an accident. I was pitching a new client, and he walked in. Turns out he owns the company.”

“You didn’t know that going in?” her brother asked accusingly.

“No. The name on the company material was different. It said his name was Orion, not Hunter.”

“Jeez, you couldn’t put that together?”

That comment made her feel stupid. Obviously, Kent connected the names immediately.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that the way it sounded. I’m just a bit on edge,” Kent said before she could reply.

“What are we going to do?” she asked in desperation.

“Nothing. We have new identities. We’ll be fine. I can try to reach Logan to let him know, but he’s hard to reach when deployed.”

“What if Sebastián tries to find us through people we once knew...like Hunter?”

“We’ve done a good job of disappearing. Living up to our new identities. We’ll be fine,” her brother assured. “As for Hunter, he was just a guide. Sebastián would have no reason to think he could find you through him.”

That was true, yet she was still worried.

“Did you get the job?”

“I got the offer, but turned it down. If my boss finds out, I’ll probably get fired. It was a big account. Hopefully, he’ll think we just didn’t get the offer.”

“That’s probably good you turned it down.”

So, her brother worried about the connection to Hunter, too.

“What now?” she asked.

“We go on as normal. You still carrying?” he asked.

“Yes.”

She’d gotten her concealed carry permit immediately after Sebastián had tried to kill her. He’d been out on bail, and she felt she needed to protect herself, just in case he came after her again.

“I’m sorry, but I have to go. I’ll call you later. You’ll be fine. We’ll all be fine,” her brother assured.

“I know. Bye.”

Goosebumps lined her arms. Though she’d told him she’d be fine, she wasn’t sure.

Hunter stared at the cell phone in his hand, debating calling Katrina like he’d done at least one hundred times since last Tuesday.Katrina.Part of him couldn’t get used to the new name. Not that he didn’t like the name, but it was Hannah whom he’d first met and fallen in love with. To have her, though, he’d gladly comply.

His heart begged him to call her, but his brain rejected the idea. It was for her own safety. He understood her concern, but didn’t like it at all. His pulse pounded as he selected her from the contact list on his cell phone, but his shaky thumb prevented him from pressing the call button.

He tossed the phone onto the kitchen countertop and put his back to it, as if not seeing the phone would help him fight the urge to call her. The illogical part of his brain took over, and he snatched the phone off the counter and hit the call button.

After the third ring, he debated hanging up. She wasn’t going to answer. Ever. He knew it. She was scared, and withdrawal was the easiest and safest for everyone involved.

“Hello.”

Stunned by the fact she answered, he was speechless.