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about my parents. They gave you a job, Guy!
Sure, out of guilt.
Hope's fingers tapped on the desk. Guilt? They had nothing to feel guilty about.
How would you know, you were at that medical school up north. You have no idea what they did to my
dad. Guy's upset was more than apparent. His lips pulled back in a parody of a smile.
Yes, you, the sweet little princess always had everything you wanted. I had to work for my education. All
it would have taken would have been a tenth of the money they spent on you or one of their trips to make my
life easier. Guy began to pace. Instead, my dad who worked for Morgan's for decades ended up dying.
Your dad was sick. My parents wrote me about him. It was an inoperable tumor, Guy. There was nothing
Guy moved so quickly, Hope jumped. She watched as in slow motion his hand lifted and reached for her
hair. His grip caused her eyes to burn Hell would freeze before she allowed him to see her pain.
Don't. You. Dare say there was nothing to be done. Maybe if my dad hadn't worked his fingers to the
bones, and if he had retired at an earlier age, things would have been different. Instead, your parents kept him
bound to Morgan's like a dog on a chain. The pittance they paid him was hardly adequate for necessities.
Hope forced her words out through clenched teeth. You are the reason he had nothing. Luke sent all
his money to your school. You might think you 257
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were paying your own way, but the money you paid was refunded to your dad and put into a saving's
account. Something for you to have when you graduated. I don't know why he never told you.
Another lie. His grip tightened, pulling her neck into a burning aching arc. Why couldn't the high-and-
mighty Morgans give him a break? But you will, Hope. You'll sign a paper giving me a full partnership in
Morgan's and then a will giving me everything when you die.
They did& they tried to help. Your dad refused the money they offered. And I am not signing anything.
You're crazy.
Guy released her hair. For whatever reason, Hope was grateful. With her neck pulled back that way, she
was defenseless. She needed a weapon. Her parents had never believed in guns, so there were no firearms in
the house. The only knives were in the kitchen. Could she stab Guy if she had to? Damn straight!
Liar! Your parents didn't help anyone. But I helped them. Guy's face took on a gleeful look. His eyes
shown with an evil gleam. I helped them right out of the sky. I stood at the airport and watched as they fell
thousands of feet and then crashed and burned.
What are you saying? Hope's skin crawled with the implications of what he could mean.
I'm saying that I sabotaged their plane. My only mistake was you not being on it.
Rage as she'd never known ignited inside her body. A trail of red fire made Hope throw herself out of the
desk chair as she lunged at Guy.
****
Where did you find it, Hawk?
Inside a paperweight on Guy's desk. He must have been in too much of a hurry to make sure it was
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could have seen it. When the pieces came together they locked but for some reason, he didn't lock it this
time.
Miles didn't want to think about why Guy had been in such a hurry, but he had a good idea. As he
contemplated all the ways he would kill the bast
Okay, it's loaded. Zacke's words pulled Miles back from a green-tinged view.
A second later, a document box showed up on the screen. Zacke clicked one of the docs and Miles'
exhale was echoed by the others.
Is that what I think it is?
Yes it is, and now I can arrest Guy. Zacke's jubilation rang in his words as he stood up and moved
toward the door.
I want to be there when you do.
Hey, you two need to see this. Hawk's tone was somber.
There's more?
Yes, and we need to get to Guy before he gets to Hope.
Miles' gaze caught and read the words on the screen. Does he really think Hope won't dispute a
partnership agreement?
I don't think he cares. All their gazes lit on the third document Hawk had opened. The document title
read Last Will and Testament of Hope Samantha Morgan Dunbar and Miles Dunbar. The date inserted was
today's date.
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Chapter Twenty-Four
Miles eased the kitchen door open. He could have transported but didn't want to take a chance on
startling Guy. He tried to call Hope before they left the station, but she didn't answer the house phone or her
cell. The blood he'd taken on their honeymoon assured him she was at home but it wasn't until they spotted
Guy's car that he knew for certain she wasn't alone.
Hawk and Zacke followed behind him. Their stealth reminded him of the night Hope was kidnapped. Too
much had happened to the woman he loved. He'd march right into Hell itself before allowing someone to take
her from him again. As one unit, they moved toward the den. The sight that met his eyes turned Miles' blood
into sludge. His breath stopped, his pulse died a slow death as Guy jerked a struggling Hope to him. A bruise
marred the flesh on her cheekbone. The delicate tissue under her eye was already turning colors, blood
dripped slowly from her bottom lip, and her knuckles were bruised. Neither she nor Guy noticed their arrival.
All Miles needed was one moment to get across the room and yank her away. Yet he hesitated. Guy's
eyes glared with wildness. The man was totally, certifiably insane.
Hawk and Zacke flanked him as they all waited for an opportunity to step in without causing Hope any
further abuse.
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A mistake Guy looked up and spotted them.
We have company, Hope. A few more than I anticipated but no matter. I welcome the additional
witnesses to your death. Guy twisted Hope's arm up and behind her back, turning her so Miles had a complete
view of her face.
Her eyes were clear of tears, and her gaze held fright that quickly turned into relief. The woman trusted
him to get her out of this mess and that was what he planned to do.
It's over, Guy, we found your computer files. You will be going to jail for a long time. But, I promise if you
don't let Hope go, you will not make it to jail.
Hawk and Zacke remained silent.
I don't think so. I've been patient waiting on Hope to turn to me after her parents were killed. When she
didn't, I decided to give her more time. You and Hope ruined that, so I don't think I'll listen to anything you say.
He killed my parents, the worthless piece of
Guy pulled Hope further back against his chest. Her whimper of pain caused the world around Miles to
turn a dark, portending jade.
She speaks the truth, gentlemen. A proud accomplishment on my part. I also generated the late night
calls to Hope. I just couldn't resist when I found some home movies at my dad's house. It seemed like the thing
to do, since Hope missed her mother so much.
Mile's incisors exploded from his gums so quickly he tasted blood. His vision cemented on the man who
had taunted and now threatened Hope. His nails turned into claws. Hawk's hand on his shoulder pulled a deep
guttural snarl from deep within.
A part of Miles that still contained some semblance of mortal morals recognized the look of 261
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shock and terror on Hope's face as he released the monster he kept chained. His immortal heart actually
shattered into miniscule pieces. Now, she would know the beast she had married. The animal that had been a
part of her childhood nightmares. A part of her life he had planned never to reveal to her. Guy deserved to die
for that alone. The man's face lost some of its smugness and slowly took on the guise of terror. The hand that
wasn't holding Hope's arm slid slowly upward until a knife touched the flesh of her throat.
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about my parents. They gave you a job, Guy!
Sure, out of guilt.
Hope's fingers tapped on the desk. Guilt? They had nothing to feel guilty about.
How would you know, you were at that medical school up north. You have no idea what they did to my
dad. Guy's upset was more than apparent. His lips pulled back in a parody of a smile.
Yes, you, the sweet little princess always had everything you wanted. I had to work for my education. All
it would have taken would have been a tenth of the money they spent on you or one of their trips to make my
life easier. Guy began to pace. Instead, my dad who worked for Morgan's for decades ended up dying.
Your dad was sick. My parents wrote me about him. It was an inoperable tumor, Guy. There was nothing
Guy moved so quickly, Hope jumped. She watched as in slow motion his hand lifted and reached for her
hair. His grip caused her eyes to burn Hell would freeze before she allowed him to see her pain.
Don't. You. Dare say there was nothing to be done. Maybe if my dad hadn't worked his fingers to the
bones, and if he had retired at an earlier age, things would have been different. Instead, your parents kept him
bound to Morgan's like a dog on a chain. The pittance they paid him was hardly adequate for necessities.
Hope forced her words out through clenched teeth. You are the reason he had nothing. Luke sent all
his money to your school. You might think you 257
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were paying your own way, but the money you paid was refunded to your dad and put into a saving's
account. Something for you to have when you graduated. I don't know why he never told you.
Another lie. His grip tightened, pulling her neck into a burning aching arc. Why couldn't the high-and-
mighty Morgans give him a break? But you will, Hope. You'll sign a paper giving me a full partnership in
Morgan's and then a will giving me everything when you die.
They did& they tried to help. Your dad refused the money they offered. And I am not signing anything.
You're crazy.
Guy released her hair. For whatever reason, Hope was grateful. With her neck pulled back that way, she
was defenseless. She needed a weapon. Her parents had never believed in guns, so there were no firearms in
the house. The only knives were in the kitchen. Could she stab Guy if she had to? Damn straight!
Liar! Your parents didn't help anyone. But I helped them. Guy's face took on a gleeful look. His eyes
shown with an evil gleam. I helped them right out of the sky. I stood at the airport and watched as they fell
thousands of feet and then crashed and burned.
What are you saying? Hope's skin crawled with the implications of what he could mean.
I'm saying that I sabotaged their plane. My only mistake was you not being on it.
Rage as she'd never known ignited inside her body. A trail of red fire made Hope throw herself out of the
desk chair as she lunged at Guy.
****
Where did you find it, Hawk?
Inside a paperweight on Guy's desk. He must have been in too much of a hurry to make sure it was
closed. I'm sorry, Miles, there was no way I 258
Dunbar's Curse
could have seen it. When the pieces came together they locked but for some reason, he didn't lock it this
time.
Miles didn't want to think about why Guy had been in such a hurry, but he had a good idea. As he
contemplated all the ways he would kill the bast
Okay, it's loaded. Zacke's words pulled Miles back from a green-tinged view.
A second later, a document box showed up on the screen. Zacke clicked one of the docs and Miles'
exhale was echoed by the others.
Is that what I think it is?
Yes it is, and now I can arrest Guy. Zacke's jubilation rang in his words as he stood up and moved
toward the door.
I want to be there when you do.
Hey, you two need to see this. Hawk's tone was somber.
There's more?
Yes, and we need to get to Guy before he gets to Hope.
Miles' gaze caught and read the words on the screen. Does he really think Hope won't dispute a
partnership agreement?
I don't think he cares. All their gazes lit on the third document Hawk had opened. The document title
read Last Will and Testament of Hope Samantha Morgan Dunbar and Miles Dunbar. The date inserted was
today's date.
259
Faith V. Smith
Chapter Twenty-Four
Miles eased the kitchen door open. He could have transported but didn't want to take a chance on
startling Guy. He tried to call Hope before they left the station, but she didn't answer the house phone or her
cell. The blood he'd taken on their honeymoon assured him she was at home but it wasn't until they spotted
Guy's car that he knew for certain she wasn't alone.
Hawk and Zacke followed behind him. Their stealth reminded him of the night Hope was kidnapped. Too
much had happened to the woman he loved. He'd march right into Hell itself before allowing someone to take
her from him again. As one unit, they moved toward the den. The sight that met his eyes turned Miles' blood
into sludge. His breath stopped, his pulse died a slow death as Guy jerked a struggling Hope to him. A bruise
marred the flesh on her cheekbone. The delicate tissue under her eye was already turning colors, blood
dripped slowly from her bottom lip, and her knuckles were bruised. Neither she nor Guy noticed their arrival.
All Miles needed was one moment to get across the room and yank her away. Yet he hesitated. Guy's
eyes glared with wildness. The man was totally, certifiably insane.
Hawk and Zacke flanked him as they all waited for an opportunity to step in without causing Hope any
further abuse.
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A mistake Guy looked up and spotted them.
We have company, Hope. A few more than I anticipated but no matter. I welcome the additional
witnesses to your death. Guy twisted Hope's arm up and behind her back, turning her so Miles had a complete
view of her face.
Her eyes were clear of tears, and her gaze held fright that quickly turned into relief. The woman trusted
him to get her out of this mess and that was what he planned to do.
It's over, Guy, we found your computer files. You will be going to jail for a long time. But, I promise if you
don't let Hope go, you will not make it to jail.
Hawk and Zacke remained silent.
I don't think so. I've been patient waiting on Hope to turn to me after her parents were killed. When she
didn't, I decided to give her more time. You and Hope ruined that, so I don't think I'll listen to anything you say.
He killed my parents, the worthless piece of
Guy pulled Hope further back against his chest. Her whimper of pain caused the world around Miles to
turn a dark, portending jade.
She speaks the truth, gentlemen. A proud accomplishment on my part. I also generated the late night
calls to Hope. I just couldn't resist when I found some home movies at my dad's house. It seemed like the thing
to do, since Hope missed her mother so much.
Mile's incisors exploded from his gums so quickly he tasted blood. His vision cemented on the man who
had taunted and now threatened Hope. His nails turned into claws. Hawk's hand on his shoulder pulled a deep
guttural snarl from deep within.
A part of Miles that still contained some semblance of mortal morals recognized the look of 261
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shock and terror on Hope's face as he released the monster he kept chained. His immortal heart actually
shattered into miniscule pieces. Now, she would know the beast she had married. The animal that had been a
part of her childhood nightmares. A part of her life he had planned never to reveal to her. Guy deserved to die
for that alone. The man's face lost some of its smugness and slowly took on the guise of terror. The hand that
wasn't holding Hope's arm slid slowly upward until a knife touched the flesh of her throat.
Stop! I'll kill her. I mean it. Guy's words were shaky in utterance but the threat was real. As Miles [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]