The Assassin’s Billionaire Bodyguard – Chapter 19
Isabella curled into bed with Casper nuzzled next to her face on the pillow and sighed. She couldn’t sleep. She had stayed out with her dad for at least two beer too many and she had made sure he had gotten home safe before taking a ride share home at his urging. No subway so late at night on his watch.
However, once she’d gotten home, she had time to process the events of the few minutes in the lobby of the rink and she was increasingly angry about Evgeni’s escalating behavior. He was out of control and while she hadn’t heard from him since Cam’s intervention, she had spent so many days in a row receiving a constant barrage of his messages, she was on edge waiting for the next step in his unraveling.
She also very much wanted to know how Cam had sorted the situation at the rink. When she and her father had left, she hadn’t looked back, even though he had been looking over his shoulder until they were out of sight.
r on the screen and accepted the call.
the receiver. “It’s pretty late.”
ome okay.”
Are you okay?”
xt steps with him.”
eed,” she fought the immediate reaction of his intrusive request. “I met with Clara yesterday morning and already set someth
ages tech security not bodily protection.”
se you Clara wouldn’t mess around with something like my safety.”
ever like this before. Don’t get me wrong, he’s said some possessive stuff in the past, but this is so far beyond anything he was like.”
ot me, Gideon and his father in the h
la was stunned. “He did n
twenty years and Evgeni since he was a small kid. I’ve never heard him once talk to his father the way he had tonight. He’s off his rocker Isabella and I’m worried.” He spoke again, “Would you and Casper come stay
ara and I, I’m safe. If you don’t mind though, I’ll let her know this information.”
ew moments before he spoke again. “Do you and your dad go to the games a lot?”
r Christmas present. One year she bought us box tickets and she found out we were leaving the seats to purchase tickets in the lower bowl. Too far a
.”
.”
”
“Why?”
ll awake it would mean you were stressed out and he wa
?”
” he said with a qu
ay night?”
night I’m taking Portia to the theatre.”
after your back?”
with you.”
t Cam,” she said
, Isabella.”
ack.
d Casper had indeed settled right back down. He was a good dog and Cam was observant to read the dog’s responses to her change in e
activities had been recently. Drugs or substance abuse would account for the changes in his behaviours.
hone and she reviewed it carefully. She made her way downstairs to her living room, collected her laptop and her glasses from the tabletop and opened a browser. The sound of Casper’s feet clicking along the stairs as he came down to sit with
dispatched to her house. They would come in through the back entrance and they would spoil him rotten while they provided remote back-up service to his mistress and the team. There was one woman, a self-proclaimed cat person, who had routinely volunteered to sit with Casper on every call because, as she said, he wasn’t really a dog. He was far more sentient.
s and cash should she need it. She exited straight into the back yard and using her thumb print entered a small shed in the back yard adjoining her house.
ne but when you were running ops at two in the morning in a populated neighborhood, it drew too much attention.
ezvous point and parked her bike in an underground parking garage owned by Bellona. Clara was waiting for her
to the bike
usly.
oot impatiently.
“How was the ga
tion,” she met Clara’s eyes seriously. “Evgeni showed up and told me I was his. Torres happened
d and Sabine instantly drew upright
king.”
are
oman he sleeps with now belongs to him?”
need from me?” Clara said earnestly
y, they will blame either you or Torres because we are the only ones who seem to know how far off the deep end he’s gone.”
suddenly. “I’m with you. He’s always played the crazy Russian card, but he’s never been hos
hesitate to take him out and neither would she.
me place and then headed for the elevator to the rooftop helicopter pad. In the elevator Clara quickly briefed them
the kidnapped girl was part of the plot because she was romantically involved with the kidnapper.”
o trace the car from the cams and it has crossed the city line towards Salem. Traffic cams are not as good in the area, but intel is working on it. By the time we reach our drop off, we should have a precise location.” Cla
y made thei
ong flight.