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“She knows you’re aware of what happened. That you know she thought she was meeting you in that motel,” he explained patiently. “You know how she is. She’s fought this thing between you two for too long. This isn’t going to help things. ”
Sax remained quiet. He stared at the elevator display panel, ticking off the floors until the muted bell sounded and it came to a stop.
The bastard ex-husband had found her weakness, just as they had all known he would.
“She’ll get over it,” he finally said, reining in his need for violence. “Starting now. ”
He had stayed away from her out of respect for her, because she had asked him to. Her soft voice, her gentle gray eyes had pleaded with him not to press her, and he hadn’t.
Squire Port, Virginia, home base for Delacourte and Conover Electronics was a small little community. Everyone was at least acquainted with every one else, and many knew each other well. Delacourte Electronics promoted a friendly, casual atmosphere with its employees and their families, and because of that, Sax had known Marey for years. Before the messy divorce and her withdrawal from all but her closest friends. He also knew her ex well enough to know that any relationship he began with her would be marred by the man’s possessive insanity.
“How did he know to use me?” He stopped at her hospital door, keeping his voice low as he glanced at James once again.
Sax knew he had been careful, very car
eful over the past years, to heed Marey’s wishes and stay away from her. He hadn’t liked it. Hell, he hated it to his back teeth, but he had respected her wishes. So how had Vince known she would drop her guard for a secret assignation with him?
“We don’t know. ” James shook his head, shoving his hands in his pants pockets and staring back at him somberly. “We just don’t know, Sax. The police found a note, signed with your name, asking her to join you in that room. Her screams alerted a couple in the next room who called the cops. When they found her, she was unconscious. I think he meant to kill her. ”
And blame Sax for the crime. Son of a bitch. He ran his hand over his shaved head and breathed out roughly.
“I have to make sure she’s okay,” he said roughly, his throat clogging with pain at the thought of what had been done to her. “I have to see her. ”
“I knew you would. ” James nodded slowly. “When she woke up, and Terrie explained what happened, she was horrified. She called the police herself. But she hasn’t said much since. She knows you’re coming. ”
Sax nodded then reached for the doorknob. He turned it slowly, pushing the door open and stepped inside quietly.
Terrie, James’ sister-in-law, came to her feet, her face still damp, her eyes red-rimmed as she stared back at him.
“Come on in,” she whispered, glancing at the sheet-draped bed that Sax could only glimpse the bottom of. “She’s resting. For now. ”
Sax entered the room, moving slowly as he passed the bed.
“I’ll be outside. ” She patted Sax on the arm gently as she passed him.
As the door closed, he turned, swallowing tightly before allowing himself to see the damage done.
God help the bastard, he thought when he saw her face, because he was going to kill him. Her face was horribly bruised, her eyes and lips swollen. Sax prayed that Vince Clayton wouldn’t manage to get out of jail, because if he did, he was a dead man.
Her soft, pale blonde hair framed her face—a face he knew was softly rounded, inquisitive, stubborn.
“Looks bad, huh?” Her voice was raspy, groggy as she opened her eyes, the soft gray barely visible through the swollen lids.
It was all he could do to restrain himself, to hold back. He wanted to pull her into his arms, hold her against his chest and swear he would never let it happen again. That he would protect her, keep her safe. But he was smart enough to know she would never accept it.
“I’ll kill him, Marey. ” He pushed his hands in his pockets, his fists clenching as rage ate through him. “I swear I’ll kill the bastard. ”
Her breathing hitched as she grimaced painfully.
“It was my fault. ” Tears clogged her voice then. “I should have known better. ” A bitter laugh escaped her throat. “It was stupid of me not to check with you. ”
He moved to the side of the bed, his chest tightening with emotion. He couldn’t believe this had happened, couldn’t conceive that anyone would do this to her.
He sat down slowly in the chair beside her, shrugging off his suit jacket and flexing his shoulders as he sighed wearily.
“I’ve considered it a time or two,” he finally admitted with a grimace. “Actually, kidnapping you and tying you to my bed for a week was my favorite fantasy. ”
A short, groggy little laugh left her throat. “Trojans and their whips and chains,” she said with a little sigh.
