Page 79 of Nowhere to Hide
Locke’s stride was long, and his eyes were darting everywhere.
Suddenly he stopped. I gripped his shoulder and tried to figure out what he saw.
A man stood on the fringes of the crowd. His thick hair was swept back to show off an angular, beautiful face. His eyes were hidden behind mirrored shades much like Locke usually wore. The man wore a bespoke suit in jet black with a crisp white shirt open at the neck. He had his hands in his pockets and his body language said he was relaxed, but somehow I knew better.
He was athletic and had a body built for a suit.
“Can’t run forever, Jordan.” The man’s voice was cultured and deep.
“I have nothing to say to you.”
“Seems you had plenty to say to Nyx.” He took his sunglasses off and came forward with a smile. “You must be Priscilla.”
Locke tightened his hold on me.
“Yes. Should I know your name?”
“Sorry, I’m Leo Kendrick. Locke’s boss.”
My breath caught. I’d heard about Leo Kendrick, the head of The Kendrick Group, but he rarely showed his face. The occasional charity benefit, but for the most part he stayed in his tower. “Put me down, please.”
He glanced at me, his jaw ticking.
“Locke,” I pitched my voice low. “Please.”
He sighed and set me down, standing behind me, leaving no space between us. He put a firm hand on my hip to steady me. “What are you doing here, Leo?”
“You don’t talk to us for nearly a year, and you suddenly ask my sister for help? Color me intrigued.” He glanced at me, his gaze assessing. Not in a creepy way, but like he was cataloging everything about me.
“She’s faster and has access to more databases.”
“That she is.” He rocked back on his heels. “Be at the tower before you leave, Locke. That’s an order.”
Locke stiffened behind me. “I don’t answer to you right now, Leo.”
“Oh, you do. And you will. I have information you’ll want to know.” Leo gave him a genial smile.”Don’t think of disappearing. This time I’ll hunt you down.”Then he suddenly turned and melted back into the crowd.
“Fuck.”
I turned. “That’s your boss?”
“One of them,” he muttered.
“Do you think he knows something about...my situation?”
“I’d say he knows everything. Bastard.”
I gripped his arm. “How did he know we were here?”
“Kendrick has his ways. Probably knew the minute I asked for permission to dock.”
I looked around. Did that mean the man who attacked me could do the same?
Locke rubbed my arms.“Let’s worry about your staples first.” He wound his arm around my back and slowly led me toward the ferry. “Stay close.”
I wasn’t about to argue. We found a spot on the open part of the ferry for the ride out to Salem. Locke caged me in along the edge of the observation deck. He felt so solid behind me that I didn’t even think about complaining.
I kept looking around at the people around us. The tall man with the black hoodie had me on alert, but when I got a look at him, he was a young, blond, college-age guy.
