have to go. I’m….” She didn’t finish her thought.
She just rushed out the conference room.
Fuck. It
was probably a good thing she left. Rafe was about 2.5 seconds away from coming
in his pants like a teenage boy watching porn for the first time. He raised the
rubber band to his nose and inhaled the scent of her shampoo. If he wasn’t sure
she was his mate before, he was now.
Chapter
18
“This is
Katherine Fox reporting live from Lion Hart Gym where New Atlanta resident, Timothy
St. Claire, has just been arrested for the assault on several members of the
facility. Owner, Geoffrey Hartley, would not give us an interview but
eyewitnesses have confirmed that Mr. St. Claire apparently went berserk and
attacked not only Mr. Hartley but two of his gym members. We will have a
follow-up story tonight at six. Reporting live, this is Katherine Fox.”
The camera
panned out showing the front of the gym. Timothy St. Claire was in
handcuffs being put into a patrol car. Bystanders were gaping at the scene, and
police were speaking with Mr. Hartley.
Tessa Blackmore
muted the sound on the television when her burner phone rang. “Hello.”
“Are you
watching the news?”
“Yes, that’s
bullshit and we both know it. Tamian is the calmest person alive, well next to
you. I didn’t realize he was going by Timothy now. Don’t worry, I’ll get to the
bottom of it. Anyway, I’m glad you called. Isabelle left me a voice message.
She wants my help with some blood samples. I think she’s stumbled on another
one.”
“You know what
to do.”
“Yep, I’m on
it.” She thumbed her phone off and turned the volume back up on the TV.
Katherine Fox was a hot little redhead. “Reminds me of myself,” she mused
aloud. Once the news report switched back to regularly scheduled programming,
Tessa turned the television off and dialed Isabelle’s number.
“Tessa, I am so
glad you returned my call. Please tell me you are in the states and can help
me.” Isabelle was always serious and most of the time a little dramatic. She
was the polar opposite to her cousin. Even though they were close in age, they
didn’t socialize together. Tessa just couldn’t see Belle hanging out at a biker
bar.
Laughing, Tessa
replied, “Slow down, Belle. You sound like you’re about to find the cure for
cancer.”
“If I didn’t
need your help so bad I would hang up on you. You know I hate Belle.”
“No, you hate
the cartoon. Just remember, Belle’s beast ended up being a handsome prince.
Besides, coming from me it’s cute.”
“You think
everything coming from you is cute. Anyway, where are you?”
“Well, Cuz,
you’re in luck. I’m in New Atlanta.”
“Wait, how long
have you been here, and why haven’t you called before now? You know I always
want to see you.” Since when? Isabelle never once asked her to visit unless she
needed her help. Obviously she needed her now or she wouldn’t be calling.
“Jesus H, I just
got here. Now, give me a few hours to throw my shit together, and I’ll come to
you. Are you still at the clinic?”
“How do you know
I’m at the clinic?” Isabelle sounded irritated.
“Where else
would you be? You’re like a dog with a bone when you get your nose to something
new or obscure.” Tessa didn’t bother to tell her she had eyes on her cousin.
Being the daughter of one of the most infamous doctors in history could lead to
danger. Now that Belle had discovered another anomaly in a blood sample, Tessa
was afraid shit was fixing to get real.
“Whatever. And
yes, meet me at the clinic.”
Tessa looked at
the phone when she heard the dial tone. Isabelle must be stressing for her just
to hang up, but like her cousin said, whatever. She looked at the monitor that
was feeding from Isabelle’s office. Her cousin was sitting at her desk, head in
her hands. Yep, definitely stressing.
Isabelle needed
a break. She’d been at it all night with no answers. Combing through her
father’s
She just rushed out the conference room.
Fuck. It
was probably a good thing she left. Rafe was about 2.5 seconds away from coming
in his pants like a teenage boy watching porn for the first time. He raised the
rubber band to his nose and inhaled the scent of her shampoo. If he wasn’t sure
she was his mate before, he was now.
Chapter
18
“This is
Katherine Fox reporting live from Lion Hart Gym where New Atlanta resident, Timothy
St. Claire, has just been arrested for the assault on several members of the
facility. Owner, Geoffrey Hartley, would not give us an interview but
eyewitnesses have confirmed that Mr. St. Claire apparently went berserk and
attacked not only Mr. Hartley but two of his gym members. We will have a
follow-up story tonight at six. Reporting live, this is Katherine Fox.”
The camera
panned out showing the front of the gym. Timothy St. Claire was in
handcuffs being put into a patrol car. Bystanders were gaping at the scene, and
police were speaking with Mr. Hartley.
Tessa Blackmore
muted the sound on the television when her burner phone rang. “Hello.”
“Are you
watching the news?”
“Yes, that’s
bullshit and we both know it. Tamian is the calmest person alive, well next to
you. I didn’t realize he was going by Timothy now. Don’t worry, I’ll get to the
bottom of it. Anyway, I’m glad you called. Isabelle left me a voice message.
She wants my help with some blood samples. I think she’s stumbled on another
one.”
“You know what
to do.”
“Yep, I’m on
it.” She thumbed her phone off and turned the volume back up on the TV.
Katherine Fox was a hot little redhead. “Reminds me of myself,” she mused
aloud. Once the news report switched back to regularly scheduled programming,
Tessa turned the television off and dialed Isabelle’s number.
“Tessa, I am so
glad you returned my call. Please tell me you are in the states and can help
me.” Isabelle was always serious and most of the time a little dramatic. She
was the polar opposite to her cousin. Even though they were close in age, they
didn’t socialize together. Tessa just couldn’t see Belle hanging out at a biker
bar.
Laughing, Tessa
replied, “Slow down, Belle. You sound like you’re about to find the cure for
cancer.”
“If I didn’t
need your help so bad I would hang up on you. You know I hate Belle.”
“No, you hate
the cartoon. Just remember, Belle’s beast ended up being a handsome prince.
Besides, coming from me it’s cute.”
“You think
everything coming from you is cute. Anyway, where are you?”
“Well, Cuz,
you’re in luck. I’m in New Atlanta.”
“Wait, how long
have you been here, and why haven’t you called before now? You know I always
want to see you.” Since when? Isabelle never once asked her to visit unless she
needed her help. Obviously she needed her now or she wouldn’t be calling.
“Jesus H, I just
got here. Now, give me a few hours to throw my shit together, and I’ll come to
you. Are you still at the clinic?”
“How do you know
I’m at the clinic?” Isabelle sounded irritated.
“Where else
would you be? You’re like a dog with a bone when you get your nose to something
new or obscure.” Tessa didn’t bother to tell her she had eyes on her cousin.
Being the daughter of one of the most infamous doctors in history could lead to
danger. Now that Belle had discovered another anomaly in a blood sample, Tessa
was afraid shit was fixing to get real.
“Whatever. And
yes, meet me at the clinic.”
Tessa looked at
the phone when she heard the dial tone. Isabelle must be stressing for her just
to hang up, but like her cousin said, whatever. She looked at the monitor that
was feeding from Isabelle’s office. Her cousin was sitting at her desk, head in
her hands. Yep, definitely stressing.
Isabelle needed
a break. She’d been at it all night with no answers. Combing through her
father’s
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