Page 9 of Lethal Threat
“I’m listening, over.”
Cade exhales roughly, sending another wave of distress through me. “There’s a situation and you need to come to Virginia to get her?—”
Whoa.
Hard stop.
A bomb could have just landed on me and I’d have been less surprised than this turn of events.
“Me?” I ask dismayed. “You’re delirious. She doesn’t want my help.”
I rub at my chest as I reel from his request. When I look up, my brother is all ears. He can’t hear the other end of the call, but I’m not hiding anything I say.
On the other end of the call, my friend’s voice gets louder. “Cole, listen. This is big.”
I have to unclench my jaw to speak. “You do know that I’m back living in Utah. I just started a new job. And you also know that Sierra and I are history. The bad kind. I don’t think she’d?—”
Cade speaks over me, “Things have changed.”
My brother makes a face. I lift the phone from my ear and hit the speaker icon.
I do all of this distracted. All I can do is wonder how things have changed.
Sierra called me. Maybe…
No.She would never trust me again after the way we ended.
I’m not a total damned fool. That ship sailed, and I’m the one that cut the lines to the dock.
With angst tightening my gut, I say, “Cade, I need you to explain.”
“Sierra has total amnesia.”
Caleb inhales swiftly. I swallow hard. When I unglue my tongue, I echo. “Amnesia.”
“Total,” Cade replies. “Her accident is suspicious. There’s an investigation.”
Well, fuck.
I know three things:
I’m not making it to that work meeting.
I’m not having dinner with my brothers.
I need to buy an airline ticket to Virginia.
Chapter Four
COLE
Twenty Hours Later
Norfolk, Virginia
My friend looks worried as he stands amongst the rush of people coming and going from the hospital entrance.
Otherwise, the tall muscle-bound fighter pilot is looking squared away in his Air Force uniform. I glance down at my t-shirt which is wrinkled from the flight. Civilian life is…different.
