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He heard her sigh just before she crossed her arms and turned toward the window. What could he say to make her feel safe with him? It pained him to see her so scared and angry, but he couldn’t make any promises about her father’s safety.
This wasn’t going as planned. He had stepped in because it was right… and because he wanted to help her and have her on his side. There had been something there from the beginning, even before he had seen her in person. Not only had he gotten pictures from Adam, he’d watched the news quite a few times lately just to see her. She was bigger than life, with a gorgeous smile and an enthusiastic personality. He had pictured her smiling at him and imagined how all that soft, shiny hair would feel in his hands. She was sleek, classy, and energetic, a nice mix.
He was out of words and explanations, but not any closer to getting her to understand. And why should she?
Cora hadn’t moved in a few minutes. He knew better, but he wanted to touch her. He touched her arm with the back of his hand, just a slight touch of reassurance. When she didn’t react at all, he wondered if she could have fallen asleep. She could be faking it. He decided not to pester her anymore either way.
Guilt and other mixed emotions buzzed in him, keeping him jumpy. He checked the rear view mirror once more, and when he didn’t see Alexander’s headlights he thought he could make a break for it. He’d have a few days to find Jerry before Keith discovers he left the cabin with Cora, unless Alexander checked on them sooner. Nick had no way of tracking Alexander, or knowing when he’d show up and spy on them.
Damn it!
He kept the car on its course. Alexander could track Jerry anywhere, and put a bullet in him if Cora didn’t stay right where Keith wanted her. If Jerry didn’t check in every twelve hours, Alexander was ordered to provide extra incentive by sending back one of Cora’s fingers. Not with Nick on watch. Whatever it took, he was keeping her safe.
Chapter Four
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