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.He put on jeans, a T-shirt and his easy-to-reach nylon holster again.He’d never gotten used to the weight and feel of a gun against his body and took a couple of minutes to practice pulling the gun from the holster.Nick’s dark wool jacket was off the rack and loose—the casual academic-nerd look, his father had called it.It hid the gun just fine.They walked to the car without talking.He looked around the clearing, which was too frigging quiet, before sliding into the driver’s seat.Ames clicked her seat belt closed and stared out the window as he started the car and drove up the bumpy driveway.Too bad there weren’t cameras along the dirt drive.He’d love to know what awaited him over the rise or around the next curve.“Crap,” she whispered.“What?”“This whole situation.”He stopped the car and studied her.Just as she seemed to know him, he figured he could read her better than most people.“Come on.I know you’re holding back, Ames.Tell me what you’re thinking, and then I’ll tell you what you asked me about earlier.”She laughed then, for the first time in hours.A great sound.“I think I might be a little crazy.I learn my brother’s involved with criminals.I know we’re in danger.I feel sick with this, I feel like sobbing, but mostly I feel like having my way with you.That’s just creepy.If you hadn’t stopped us back on the porch, I would have had your pants down and my skirt up and… Good thing you took less than five minutes inside the house.I was this close to bolting inside and joining you in the shower.I ought to be worrying about the people who’re after Elliot and us.Instead, I spent the time imagining you naked.”He had to swallow down the wave of lust her words conjured in his body.“Ever hear about how danger and sorrow make a person want to do something life affirming?”“No.”“Sounds about right, though, doesn’t it?”“Maybe it sounds right to you.To me, it sounds crazy.” She tilted her head back, exposing her pale throat.Nick could really do with more life affirming about now, starting with licking that throat.He pulled out of the driveway and onto the back road instead.No sign of traffic was a nice change for him, but the dirt and badly maintained roads wreaked havoc on a car.In his constant city versus country contest, car travel ended up a draw.Her eyes still closed, she said, “Tell me.”He didn’t bother to pretend he didn’t know what she meant.“When I hit eighteen, I was past the easy time.”“I don’t understand.From everything I know, the early teen years are far less easy.Eighteen is past the really tough adolescent years.”“I mean the easy time in jail.If I broke a law, I wasn’t going to get off easy.It would go on my permanent record.”“Oh, right.” She gave him a swift, narrow-eyed look.“Look, it’s not that big a deal.It’s not like I killed or even hurt anyone.” Back then.“I just ended up as part of a group of guys who robbed a liquor store after closing.We went out drinking, and suddenly there was Bert, messing with the alarm code.He had some new toy he wanted to use, he told us.A code breaker.”They’d been laughing and playing.Nick had been drunk, and the whole night felt like they were flying with the power of being young and with a group of guys he’d known forever.Laughing and…He scowled when he saw how she stared at him, as if she thought he was as despicable as a child rapist.Sure, the night’s memories felt scummy now—but he still felt the need to argue with her and his conscience.“We didn’t get any money.Not much, anyway, maybe fifty bucks because the business had closed out the cash drawer.And we grabbed a couple of six-packs.It was more just messing around and seeing what we could do.That’s what I thought.But even though we’d knocked out the cameras—disabled them, I mean—don’t glare like that, Ames, we didn’t even break the cameras, for God’s sake.Anyway, the cameras there weren’t working, but Bert had a camera of his own.”The next part embarrassed Nick, but Ames had stopped frowning.Now she just waited and watched him, so he continued.“Bert managed to take video and shots of me in the store—incriminating stuff.A day later, I got a call explaining the concept of what Bert called mutual leverage.Along the lines of ‘we’ve got your dirty secret, and that helps us feel better knowing you’ve got a couple of ours [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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