Page 33 of Keep Her from Them

Chapter 13

Alexandra

A knock rattled my door.

“Hold on a sec,” I told Dori who was on a video call, lounging on an open balcony in what looked to be a night-time mediaeval city.

Riss waited on the other side. She handed me a white card. “Left for you by Mr Gordonson, ma’am. He said you expressed an interest in flying.”

I blinked at it. “Oh, right. Thanks!”

I scurried back to Dori with my treasure. For the past hour, we’d hunted Raphael down but got nowhere. Though he was back on the team, I had no idea how long for, and both of us needed to stalk him in detail. Yet we’d failed hard. He wasn’t friends with anyone I knew from uni. He wasn’t on the student page. The man was a ghost.

“He sent me this!” I squeaked.

“Picture, immediately,” Dori demanded.

I obliged, and we both stared at the card.

“It’s for a flight school,” he observed.

“Do you think he owns it?”

“Why would he be working for you if he owned his own business? Perhaps it’s a family company.”

“Then he’s into flying,” I murmured.

“Well, doesn’t that just elevate him above the common man. The flight school has socials. Checking them now.” He tapped at his screen. “Found him.”

My jaw dropped. “What? Where?”

A whoosh brought a link to my phone, then one tap and I was staring at a pilot profile for Raphael. Most of the pictures were of shiny helicopters, but I opened one with him front and centre and sighed.

“Damn,” Dori drawled. “Look at that slutty little number where his jumpsuit is open to expose his throat.”

I found the picture. Raphael was scorching hot.

“Are you going to call him?” Dori asked.

“I still don’t have his number.”

“You can ring him through this profile. See, it’s at the top.”

So it was. A phone symbol to tap and instantly dial him.

Nerves constricted my stomach. “What if I just start with a text?”

“Coward. Though saying that, booty calls generally come about through chat. Sext him up good.”

“I’m not going to hit him up for…that.”

Dori tapped again at his screen then snorted. “My Alex alert just got another bird picture of you from this afternoon. That was genius, if I do say so myself.”

“Hey, it was my idea.”

“Nah, I want at least half the credit. The press has gone nuts.”

“I’m going to hang up on you now and think about what to say to Hot Bodyguard.”

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