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Her hand slipped on the gun, sweat making her fingers slippery. As she gripped it more tightly, a frozen ball of fear settled in her stomach. She needed to get this guy out of her room. Get on the road. Figure out how to ditch him before she had to stop again.
“No way am I getting in a car with you, Mr. Wolf. I can’t stop you from following me, but I’ll do my best to lose you.” After her months on the street as a young teen, she knew how to lose a tail. Her skills might be rusty, but there were some things you never forgot. And getting away from someone who wanted to hurt you? First skill she’d perfected all those years ago.
He reached for her suitcase.
“Drop it!” she ordered, tightening her grip on the gun. He must have seen her knuckles whiten, because he let the suitcase go and stepped back, his hands in the air. “You’re not going to toss it in your trunk so I’d be forced to ride with you. Not happening.”
She edged closer to him and grabbed the suitcase, lying on its side. “Now get out of my way. I’m leaving.”
“Where are we going?”
She scowled. “We’re not going anywhere.”
“Then it’ll be a surprise when we get there,” he said. He opened her door. Held it, as if he expected her to walk that close to him.
“Let the door go. Stand at the end of the hall. Near the staircase,” she ordered.
He held her gaze, then glanced at the gun in her hand. Looked back at her face. “You ready to use that thing?”
“More than ready,” she said, tightening her fingers around the grip. It was comforting in her hand. Familiar. She practiced at the gun range regularly. “You stand by the stairwell door. If you take a step toward me, I’ll put a round in your chest.”
One eyebrow went up. “Really?”
“Oh, yeah, Mr. Wolf. I wouldn’t hesitate.”
He must have seen the truth in her eyes, because he backed away from the door. When she moved into the hall, his body was against the steel door that led to the stairwell.
“I’m going to have breakfast. You do what you want.” She walked backward down the hall, the gun steady in her hand, pulling her suitcase. When she saw the elevator out of the corner of her eye, she pressed the down button.
She didn’t take a deep breath until the doors closed silently and the car began to descend.
Slumping against the back wall, she slid her gun back into her purse with shaking hands. He’d look for her in the breakfast area, but first he’d have to find it. That gave her a minute or two head start.
Once on the first floor, she walked as quickly as she could without running. Exited the hotel and popped the Forester’s cargo hatch. Threw in her suitcase, then ran her hands over all four wheel wells. No tracker. Damn it!
She couldn’t wait any longer.
Before she could throw herself into the car, Wolf ran out of the hotel. Lunged toward her.
