Page 80 of Not the Bodyguard's Princess
“Good to hear the bullet knocked some sense into you.”
A voice he didn’t recognize broke in. “The fire is contained. They are searching the house now.”
“There are secret passages. Jordan could be in there.”
“What?” several voices asked over the phone.
“Alan do you have a floor plan on your computer? The only entrance Stu showed me was...” Andrew struggled to find the words.
The EMT turned to the monitors. “We need to get him to the hospital.”
Deidre grabbed her phone and disappeared.
* * *
Another cobweb hit Jordan in the face. Smoke permeated the corridor. She held her soggy blue scarf over her mouth and nose.
“I don’t think anyone has been in here for years.” Storm’s voice came from behind her.
“Real spiderwebs feel much grosser than props.”
“Hey, I think I found something.”
Jordan took a step back, feeling for what she had missed when she’d run into the last cobweb.
Storm grunted and pushed, and the wall of the passage swung out reveling the grand ballroom.
A shout came from the other end of the room. Several firemen rushed over, then led them outside. Someone threw a blanket around Jordan’s shoulders and ushered her into the ambulance behind Storm.
“Do you know if there was anyone else in there?” asked a police officer.
“Rod and Kittie locked us in a room.” Jordan coughed as an EMT checked her vitals.
“Just a man and a woman?”
“They’re the only ones I saw. Rod is a bodyguard for Hearthfire.” Jordan coughed again. “Kittie is part of the studio crew.” Someone held an oxygen mask to her face.
“How did you get out?” asked the officer.
Storm coughed before answering. “Secret passage. Rarely can I play the hero in real life.”
Jordan rolled her eyes.Save it for the paparazzi.
The EMT put an oxygen mask on Storm and made him lie back on the stretcher. “Can we get these two to the hospital?”
The officer nodded. “We can ask the rest of our questions later.”
Deidre appeared behind the officer, but they were already closing the ambulance doors. Jordan went to pull the mask away from her face, but the EMT stopped her. “Just lie back and breathe.”
As she breathed in the rubbery-plastic smell of the mask, two questions ran through her mind. What exactly did Storm have to do with this, and where was Andrew?
* * *
The ambulance driver hit another bump. Between the pain and occasional question from one of the EMTs, Andrew lay analyzing everything that had gone wrong. Everythinghehad caused to go wrong. If only he’d listened to Adam. Bottom line, if he’d followed his gut and called Deidre, Rod wouldn’t have kidnapped Jordan.
Who was he kidding, anyway? A bodyguard falling for his principal was a recipe for disaster. Mr. Blake, Claire Lee, and the entire family had warned him. If Jordan had died because of him... Andrew pushed that possibility out of his mind. If they both lived through this, he would let her go.
The EMT’s voice floated above him. Andrew tried to process what he was saying. The EMT tried again. “Everyone is out and alive.”
