Page 81 of Dirty Alliance


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Roxxy’s nerves were shot. The entire drive back to her house was tense. Her gaze kept going to the review mirror to make sure they weren’t followed. She felt as if she had dived face forward into some cop drama television show.

She guided the car onto the gravel driveway that led to the main house.

“Drive around to the barn,” Myles said softly.

She practically jumped out of her skin. He hadn’t spoken in a while, leaving Roxxy to assume he’d dozed off.

Roxxy glanced at him and found his eyes to be closed. Her heart pounded, and she feared he had lost too much blood. There was a slight copper scent in the air that worried her.

“Are you okay?” she whispered.

“Me? Of course I am. Nothing like a little graze would take me down.”

“Graze? Myles, there was blood running down your entire arm. I’d say that was more than a graze.”

He waved a hand in the air. “I’ve had much worse.”

She gripped the steering wheel tight at his comment. She didn’t even want to imagine what that meant. He’d spent time in the Army and had been on SWAT for years. She knew his background. Both of his jobs were extremely dangerous, and she’d be ignorant if she thought he would be able get through either unscathed.

“Well, let’s not test it. I still think you should be at the hospital,” she muttered.

The main house came into view. She did as Myles instructed and drove around back to the barn. She brought them to a halt and cut the engine off.

“Why the barn?” she asked.

Myles opened his eyes. In the darkness she could see his grin.

“I may not be originally from the south, but my momma taught me manners. No dripping blood over a woman’s floors.” He opened his door and got out.

Roxxy couldn’t help but giggle. She exited and followed him into the barn.

“Really? You’re afraid of messing up my mother’s floors with your blood?” she asked.

He paused at the door of the barn and turned to her.

“Do you think she’d care—”

“No. Whoever that was who shot at us, they wanted us dead. My gut feeling is that they are going to come for us. I figured our best bet would be here on your family’s land than stuck in some hotel room without a clear path of escape.”

Roxxy froze in place. The grimness of his words rocked her to her core.

They are going to come for us.

“Um, okay.” Roxxy didn’t know what else to say. She ran a shaky hand through her hair, trying to get her brain to wake up. “Who is going to come for us? What the hell is going on?”

Finally, her brain kicked in.

“I’m not sure, but we are certainly going to find out,” Myles replied grimly.

“Come on. Let’s get you inside.” She opened the door to the barn and guided Myles inside.

There was a room off in the corner. It was a makeshift office for the ranch hands. Roxxy flipped on the light and waved to the small couch.

“Have a seat. I’ll be right back.” She tossed her purse on the desk then left. She quickly made her way to the bathroom. They’d had it installed so the hands could have facilities to use and could get washed up before eating. Running a farm was dirty work. This lavatory in the barn had been a great investment.

She grabbed the first-aid kit from under the sink as well as a few other items and rushed back to the office. Myles was perched on the edge of the desk while speaking into his cell phone.

“I need you to run a plate for me.” His eyes met hers.

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