Free Anchor Line by Dawne Walters Page A

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                  “What do you mean?” Conrad asked, confused.
                  Lisa just pointed out into the parking lot as she gave Conrad a mock frown, sticking out her bottom lip.
                  Conrad stood up and saw Addie get into a black Audi sports car with a lieutenant closing the door behind her. Then he went to his side and slid in. Conrad couldn’t move. The tint was dark so he couldn’t make out Addie’s face through the windshield, but he, he was pissed. What the fuck happened? Then he looked down at Lisa.
                  “What did you say to her to make her leave?” He growled as he leaned across the table getting into her face.
                  “I didn’t say anything. I went to my table after I left here.” She looked down at the table. “I saw her get up and go to his table. She said that she didn’t want to have lunch with you because you only wanted her to be you’re submissive. That you’d dismiss her if she couldn’t handle your regular subs coming to just say hello.”
                  “What the fuck.” He was good and pissed now.
                  The waitress took that moment to come over and ask if he was ready to order. He looked at Lisa, then and the waitress, straightened up, pulled out his wallet, slipped her a ten dollar bill and walked out to his truck.
                  This was bullshit. He didn’t say any damn thing about her being a sub to him. Nothing of the sort even came up. Addie was a smart girl, she could probably guess that Lisa was a sub. One that he used every now and then and dismissed without care. Kind of like Susan. What he was trying to figure out though was why he was so pissed off. He’d never been pissed if a woman walked out on him. He had several others to take her place. But Addie...there was just something about her. No wonder Charles kept her on a string. If she only knew what a bastard Charles was though. He’d never say anything unless she asked though. He wasn’t that much of a dick to burst her bubble.
                  Conrad blew through two yellow lights as he pushed the pedal down on his truck to try and bring him closer to the black Audi that he was trying to find in traffic. It was only a little after twelve, so traffic sucked big time. As he came up to the gate not seeing the Audi in traffic, he decided to wait in the back of the parking lot of her work. Stalkerish? Yeah, so fucking what. He wanted answers and he was going to get them. So, he backed in and put his truck in park. Pulling out his cell phone, he dialed the front desk, knowing that it was manned all the time. No answer. Shit. That’s right, Claymore sent everyone to lunch. So he dialed another number.
                  “Sergeant Gibbons.” Carl answered the phone.
                  “It’s Renner. Has Jess heard from Addie?” Conrad asked cautiously.
                  “Hey babe, you talk to Addie?” Carl asked as he held the phone.
                  Conrad heard her tell him something but he couldn’t make out what it was.
                  “She only texted that she came back from lunch early, rescheduled her appointments and took the rest of the day off. Why? What’s going on?” Carl asked as Jessica was talking in the background.
                  “Lisa happened.” Conrad answered.
                  “Oh holy fuck.” Was Carl’s only answer. “I told you man. That bitch is fierce. She’s been wanting another piece of you forever.”
                  “Yeah, no shit.” Conrad said. “What does she drive?”
                  “Lisa? I don’t...”
                  “No, Addie. What does Addie drive?” Conrad was almost yelling in the phone. He was almost panicked. Over a woman. What the fuck was wrong with him. He’d never been like