Page 23 of The Hitman's Child


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He hurried out of the house and into his car to speed over to Vanessa’s apartment. Jeremy had said she fled, but he wasn’t going to believe anything he said. There was a good chance Jeremy was there now, hurting Vanessa or Opal. Since he had no other information on where she might be, her apartment was all he had to go by. If nothing else, maybe she’d left a clue for him.

He pulled into the parking lot. Her car was nowhere in sight. Maybe she had gone after all. He ran into the building and to her door. He paused to listen. No sound came from inside. No light crept under the door.

He put his hand on the knob and turned. It gave under his touch. He pushed open the door and entered her apartment, shutting the door quietly behind him.

“Vanessa?” he whispered.

He walked toward her bedroom. When he stepped into the hall, he heard the click of a gun’s slide, then felt the hard tip of the barrel press against his head. He froze and put his hands up in the air to show he wasn’t holding a weapon. Of course, that didn’t mean he didn’t have his gun on him and his knife, or that his hands weren’t weapons in themselves.

A hand reached out and pulled the gun from the back of his pants. He stiffened at the touch.

“I’m going to ask you a question, and if I suspect you’re lying at all, I will shoot you.”

Hunter blinked in the dark of the apartment. He hadn’t heard correctly. He couldn’t have. He tried to turn his head, but the gun pressed harder to keep him looking straight ahead.

“Vanessa? Why are you doing this?”

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