Page 194 of Fallen Princess: Shadow Stalker

This better be the last thing Catalina bothers Eden about. I know my girl has a heart of gold, and while she doesn’t feel guilty about letting her assistant go, she feels somewhat responsible for her.

If it were up to me, the old witch would be in jail.

I look at the clock on my phone, and we’re good with time for dinner, which we don’t need reservations for. It’s a no-frill dive with a shanty shack vibe where the Thai food is good with huge portions, and the best part is that it’s right by the water’s edge. I already messaged the lads earlier that I want an entire night with Eden, and they’re okay with it.

Haze mentioned that we should do some kind of roster of who goes when on solo dates with Eden. Fine by me. I think it’ll help since we’re all dating her and want alone time with her. Group stuff is good, and I enjoy watching my woman fuck my best mates, but sometimes it’s like waiting for my turn on the merry-go-round. But a devil’s threesome ain’t so bad, and there’s no waiting to be serviced.

I’ve been here a while, my mind is getting horny, and Eden’s a no-show, so I take my phone out to give her a buzz when it starts vibrating like mad.

What’s the fucking hell is this?

The app alert connected to Eden’s security device is going off like mad. It must be some glitch from it going off yesterday.

Now Haze is ringing me. The lads must have gotten the same alert.

“Where’s Eden?” he asks as soon as I answer the call.

“With Catalina.”

“Isn’t she with you?” I hear Jagger in the background. Haze probably has me on speaker.

“No, she’s gone off with Catalina to collect some documents from her hotel, and she’s supposed to drop her back here at the diner.”

“Mate, she’s set off her device.”

My heart drops a beat upon hearing this, and I stand up away from my bike at attention.

“Security’s ringing me,” Jagger says, and I imagine everyone’s now on alert.

“Did Eden say which hotel?”

“No,” I say, switching the call to the Bluetooth in my ear and getting my helmet back on. “Send me the location where it was triggered.”

“Just did,” I hear Callum shout from a distance. I check my phone, log the coordinates into the GPS device on the bike, and start the engine.

“Got it,” I say, taking off. “It’s a few minutes away from me.”

I rev up the engine and increase my speed.

“It might just be a malfunction,” I say, trying not to think the worst. “I texted Eden earlier. She seemed fine.”

“Well, either you’re right about the device acting up, or something’s made her trigger the alarm.”

“Did you know she was carrying it?” Haze asks.

I’m not sure if she still carries her gun in her bag, either, but I hope she is tonight. I used to be adverse to firearms, but with everything that’s happened, as alarming as it sounds to me, it might be a good idea for Eden to keep doing so.

“No, not a clue. She seemed fine when I dropped her off.” I stop at the traffic lights, shake my head, and go straight through them, narrowly missing a car running into me.

“Was that a car horn?”

“Just went through a red.”

“Has anyone tried her phone?”

“Callum and Jagger have. She’s not answering it. Security has traced the location of her phone, and it matches the alarm device. They’ve already set out to find her.”

I hear Haze on the move and his breathing getting heavier.

---