Walker (Bowen Boys, #1)(30)
“I’m not your usual run-of-the-mill girl, Walker. I go into places others would balk at; I do things that aren’t always legal, but part of my job. I’ve been shot, beat up, and usually left for dead most of the time. And now there’s this prick after me that has the backing of some very important people.” She turned to look at him. “You’d be better off finding some nice little kitten to be your mate. It will be safer for you all.”
He kissed her then, gently and without touching her anywhere else. When she opened her mouth under his Walker took what she offered him and moaned when his tongue moved along hers. She moaned again when he cupped her breast; her nipple hardened when his thumb brushed over it. The knock at the door made her want to snarl, but it was for the best. For now.
Walker went to the door as he adjusted his cock. Before he opened it, he turned back to her and smiled. He looked like he was telling her this wasn’t finished and she wanted to tell him hell no it wasn’t, but he opened the door before she could beg him not to.
“I’m sorry, Doctor Bowen, but this just came for Miss Bowen. The man said he has to wait for her signature.”
Everything in her froze when she realized what the nurse said. “Who is it? What does he look like?” She tossed off the covers and looked for her clothes. “Where the f*ck are my clothes? I have to see who that is.”
Walker didn’t argue with her, though she expected him to. He reached into a drawer and handed her a pair of sweat pants and an oversized t-shirt. She knew as soon as she slipped the shirt over her head it was his. When she asked for her other bag, he nodded to the small closet and closed the door on the nurse, asking her to wait. He took the cuff off her ankle as she pulled her hair back into a sloppy ponytail.
“What’s going on? Why are you running around here like—”
“Someone knows where I am. That can’t be good. Because unless you took out an ad in the paper, no one should know that the two of us have had any contact.” She checked her weapon and put it in the back of the pants. Its weight pulled at them, but there was no help for it.
Walker reached in the bag and took out another handgun. “I can use this. I hope to Christ I don’t have to, but I can. Also, I’ve contacted the others. My brothers are on their way here in the event there might be trouble.” She nodded at him. “Caitlynne, I don’t suppose if I asked you to not go up there you’d do it, would you?”
She didn’t answer, but went to the door. The package was in her hand and she felt its weight. Cell phone, she’d guess, but didn’t know for sure. Bombs could be fairly small and cause a great deal of damage.
She jerked open the front door after having some help finding her way to the front of the house by Walker. It was a big f*cking house. The man standing there was someone she knew. It didn’t give her a warm and fuzzy feeling knowing who might have sent him, but she did feel somewhat better.
“Miss, I need a signature for the rest.”
She nodded, but didn’t reach for the large envelope or the clipboard.
“He said you were to take it or he’d come here and give it to you himself.”
She snorted and he smiled. “How did you find me? I’ve been off the grid for some time now and he wasn’t made aware of my moving around.”
He shoved the clipboard at her and the envelope. She signed and handed them back. He smiled again and tipped his hat before slipping her a small folded up piece of paper. After nodding again, he left.
“Is everything all right?”
She turned to look at Walker and three panthers.
“Do you need for one of them to follow him?”
“No. Christ, you guys are huge, aren’t you?” She held the package and envelope to her chest while she looked down at the paper. “I have to make a few calls. I don’t want to…this could be bad. Worse if he’s involved.”
“Who?” She looked over at George and decided that if they wanted in, they were going to get it all. “Who knows you’re here?”
“It’s from Warren, the president. And from this note, I’d say he’s not a happy camper.”
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Reed and Sebastian looked ready to get to work. Walker watched them while he fixed lunch for them all. He wasn’t happy about the turn of events, but figured if they got this thing over with then he and Caitlynne could get on with their lives. He set the platter of food in front of them and glared when they didn’t offer it to Caitlynne first.
“Okay, this is what we have so far. And just so you know, this leaks from this room and I’ll be hired to kill you both.” The men looked at her then at him. He was pretty sure she wasn’t kidding.
“I’d do what she says. The president didn’t seem all that thrilled about her not bringing in real agents to help her. He seemed to think you two didn’t know squat about computers.”
Reed snorted and Sebastian sat back and looked at Caitlynne. He was thinking about something profound, no doubt. When Caitlynne looked up at him, they stared across the table for several seconds before Sebastian finally spoke.
“What is it you do? I mean, I know that you work for some initial-based office in the government. And while I don’t care, there is something about you that makes me think you’re a whole hell of a lot more important to the president than just an analyst. Why would he make sure that you had all this equipment within an hour after asking him for it? What is it exactly that makes you worth all this?”