Page 42 of Rage's Redemption


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I winced when I didn’t think they would, but finally, they realised Ezra wasn’t stopping and leapt out of the way with outraged yells. The cameraman with the woman carried on filming as Ezra sent him a dark glare and then sped off.

The four of them were running for their vans, but Ezra smirked.

“Don’t worry, babe, they won’t catch us,” he reassured me as I peered over my shoulder.

“Don’t be too sure; they both must have had drivers; they’re behind us,” I murmured, feeling sick.

“Not for long,” Ezra said, and as we approached a junction, black SUVs appeared from nowhere. There were loads of them, and I gaped as Ezra turned a corner and the SUVs split up. Four followed us, with one van behind them. At the next junction, they split again, and I sighed as we lost the van.

“Who on earth?” I asked, trying not to laugh at Ezra’s smug face.

“Babe, I saw them when I got here and sent out a text. That was the Hawthorne females, his men, and Rage old ladies. Seems they all like a particular type of car. There were enough of them to confuse the media following us.” Ezra chuckled, seemingly quite pleased with himself.

In fact, I had to admit it was a rather ingenious way of losing the intrusive media. I turned back to face the front, secure that in Ezra’s capable hands, I was safe.

“We’ll pick up groceries nearer the cabin,” Ezra said.

“Cabin?”

“Yeah, one of Jacob’s guys has a beautiful log cabin, and I asked Jacob if he knew of anywhere we could stay. With our links to Rage and Hawthorne’s, the reporters might have tracked us down, eventually. But our link with Jacob and his guy isn’t as well known. Plus, they’d look at Jacob, not his men,” Ezra explained.

“Jacob?”

“Casey’s dad.”

“Oh, Mr Reeves,” I murmured as it sunk in who Ezra meant.

“Yeah, Jacob called me this morning to say he had somewhere we could go.”

“Which is where?”

“Fort Sisseton Historic State Park. Jacob’s man owns a cabin set back in trees but near to Kettle Lake. There is stuff to do nearby. We can visit the fort, although they say it’s haunted. There’s also trails we could hike, there’s a vineyard, golf course, wildlife refuge, to name a few things. There’s some good restaurant and several towns we’ll visit.”

“You did your research, Ezra,” I said, teasing him.

“Yup, had to know I was taking you someplace safe. Not going to endanger you, Dana. Although tourists visit, it’s a quiet place we can hole up in,” he replied and poked his tongue out at me.

The childish reaction coming from such a strong man sent me into fits of laughter. Ezra grinned, too, as we drove on.

We stopped when we were nearly there to hit a supermarket and then carried on. And hell, did Ezra pick one heck of a place to hide in!

Chapter Nine.

Dana

Even though the moon was high when we hit the cabin, I could tell it was an incredibly pretty spot. Surrounded by trees and a glimmer of moonlight on the water a short distance away, I was falling in love with it. It was a single-storey cabin, quite large, with a front porch and wooden railings. The entire place was built out of logs and my idea of a dream getaway.

“Come on, let’s go inside,” Ezra said as he rounded the SUV and helped me out.

“What about the groceries?” I asked, knowing we had frozen and chilled items.

“They’ll be good, although we’ll need to get yours out asap. We can spare a few moments to have a look.” Ezra wrapped an arm around my waist and guided me up the four steps.

Then he pulled a key from a pocket and let me in first, and I gaped.

Damn, this was wonderful. The door opened into a large living area with two huge leather sofas that surrounded an open log fire. Blankets were folded neatly on the back of them, and a wooden coffee table sat between them. Off to the far left was a large dining table separating us from the kitchen, which looked fully equipped.

Another door opened into a hallway, revealing three sizable bedrooms and a luxurious bathroom.

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