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Picking up the receiver, he said, “Henderson here.”
“Mr. Henderson. I’m checking to see if your delivery was to your liking?” the manager asked.
Alex couldn’t believe the audacity the guy had to check on such a thing. They literally treated the women here with no worth, except for the good old-fashioned dollar they brought in. I’m going to enjoy bringing your ass down.
“Everything is fine. I’d prefer we not be disturbed again. Do I make myself clear?”
“Extremely. Sorry for the interruption. Good day.”
Alex hung up. It would buy him some time, but he was sure housekeeping would want to come in, and there also was room service for food. Shit. They are going to expect us to eat.
Immediately Alex rang down and placed an order for two. “We will be occupied, so please knock and leave the cart outside the door.”
“Yes, sir.”
He took a quick shower as the heat of the day was already here. When he returned, he hoped the food had arrived. He was starving but would settle for a cup of coffee. The day was half over and off to a rough start. It seemed like it wasn’t going to change anytime soon, so he might as well rest up for the fight he knew was coming. There was a single knock on his door. Wrapped in only a towel, he went over and opened it. Sure enough, the rolling table set for two sat outside his door.
Alex opened the door wide and dragged the cart inside. Then he locked the door again and slipped the chain across the top. It wouldn’t stop anyone for long, but if things went south, it might buy him a few seconds.
He was just about to sit down and eat when he heard the door in the next room open and close. Fuck. I didn’t shut the adjoining room door. He grabbed the only thing he could think of, a table knife, and headed for the other room. Whoever you are, if you’re not packing then you’re done.
Entering the room with the knife clearly displayed in front of him, he stopped abruptly as Ziva gasped only inches away.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” she asked.
He grabbed her arm and pulled her close, never letting the knife drop. “I should ask you the same thing. Where is Myla?”
Ziva held her head up high and said, “Someplace you’ll never find her.”
Alex was torn between relieved to see Ziva and wanting to wring her pretty little neck. “You had no right to take her from here. Do you know the danger she’s in now?”
Ziva laughed. “Less than with you.”
He lowered the knife and tossed it onto her bed. Then he let go of her. Alex ran his hand through his hair and said, “You don’t know anything about what’s going on, Ziva.”
“I know you’re a Henderson. I know what you did to the poor child. There isn’t anything more I care to know. What you don’t seem to realize is I’m not going to let you get away with it.”
Alex looked down at her. Ziva meant exactly what she was saying. He had to give her credit, she could act tough, but that’s all it was. It wouldn’t get her far. If he weren’t really one of the good guys, she’d have found that out already.
“You’re not in any position to stop me from anything I choose to do.”
Alex regretted the words once they left his mouth. Ziva now a few feet away from him, reached behind her back and pulled out a gun. With it pointed square at his bare chest she said, “On the contrary, Mr. Henderson, you’re in no position to stop me.”
Ziva’s heart waspounding in her chest. She’d never threatened anyone in her life, never held a gun. Here she was with a loaded weapon leveled on Alex, a man she once dreamt about kissing. Now all she wanted to do was kiss his ass goodbye.
Her fingers trembled, holding the butt of the gun, and she had to remind herself what he’d done to Myla. If she didn’t stop him, Alex would just move on to the next girl, and the next after that, just like his father had.
“Put the gun down, Ziva.”
“Since you just had a knife pointed at me, I don’t think that’d be wise. And if you haven’t figured it out, I’m no fool,” she snarled at him. Ziva hated that, even with a gun in her hand and Alex wrapped only in a towel, she still found him intimidating. It wasn’t going to be easy to pull this off, but she had to try. “Now get dressed. You’re coming with me.”
Alex didn’t move. “Where are we going?”
“Don’t ask questions. Just do as you’re told,” Ziva said in a demanding tone that almost sounded authentic.
Alex nodded and turned back toward his room. She followed close behind him, never lowering the gun. Once inside his room, they walked to his closet. Ziva didn’t want to look, but his body... He was solid muscle from head to toe. At least, with your back to me, I don’t have to worry about you catching me looking.
Of course, those beautiful muscles turned out to be a distraction with a high price to pay. Alex took a step forward, and at the same time he brought his left arm backward, pushing the gun away from him. He spun around so fast and grabbed hold of her wrist that she had no choice but to release the weapon to him.
