Page 49 of Hunted Temptation
“Her father was found dead, and she hasn’t been found at all,” he informs me.
Biting the inside of my cheek, I let out a grunt before I speak. “And she would be here because?” I ask.
“Not sure why. But my leads have brought me here. Rowan Cross is looking for the person who actually murdered his brother.”
I know exactly who that is, but I’m not going to give that shit away. I’m an idiot. Just some security guy living across the entire country from these people. I was never there, never been there in my life, and I have no clue what he’s talking about—at least as far as he knows.
“You’re telling me this because?”
“Just looking for a girl,” he says, rocking back on his heels.
Arching a brow, I clear my throat. “Do I know this girl? Is this why you’ve been sniffing around here?”
He flicks his gaze up to the building, then shifts his eyes down to meet mine. “Considering you traveled cross-country with her and been fuckin’ her, I would say you do.”
Maybe he’s not as fucking stupid as I thought he was. “This a game?” I ask.
“A game?”
It is a game. He acts like he’s oblivious, but I know he’s not. This fucker is smarter than he’s pretending to be. Interesting. Which means if I kill him right now, he likely has someone on his side watching, likely taking pictures right fucking now.
“Nothing,” I murmur. “What do you want from me?”
“I want to talk to Elodie Scoggins.”
“You’re not going to. Not now, not fucking ever. Get in your car and go back to the West Coast.”
He tilts his head to the side, his eyes searching mine. He isn’t getting shit from me. Not when it comes to Elodie. Not when it comes to my Goldie. Fuck him. Whoever the fuck he is… Fuck.Him.
“I was hired by the family, so I won’t be going anywhere until I get some answers.”
“What answers do you want? What answers do you think she can give you?”
There is a moment of taciturnity we share as we watch one another, a silent standstill. Neither of us is giving in at all whatsoever. I certainly know that I am not giving in to a goddamn thing.
His lips twitch into a smirk. It’s pompous just like he is. I don’t find him interesting in any fucking way whatsoever, and if I didn’t think he had someone monitoring this situation, I would kill him right fucking here in the middle of the goddamn daylight.
Zero fucks given.
Not a single goddamn one.
Elodie is mine. I took her out of that world to protect her, and I am not going to throw her to the fucking wolves just because one comes barking at the door.
“I know you’re fucking her. Just hand her over so I can ask her a few questions. My client needs to know what really happened to his brother. You can’t get mad that he is concerned.”
“Whatever it is, I’m sure the police are on the case,” I say. “There’s nothing I can do for you here.”
He narrows his eyes, his mask slipping slightly, and my lips twitch into a smirk at the sight. Taking a step backward, I dip my chin in his direction. He clears his throat and takes a step toward me, and I almost snort because he’s clearly becoming desperate.
“She knows something,” he grinds out.
I shrug a shoulder, deciding that I’m finished with this conversation, and turn around to make my way back to the building's door. When he calls my name, I turn my head,looking over my shoulder at him. It’s not worth my time to turn completely around. He isn’t worth my time in general.
“I’m watching you.”
“Congratulations,” I grunt before I open the door and slip back into the building. I ensure that the door is closed, locked, and impenetrable.
ELODIE
