Free Young, Allyson - Broken [Running to Love 2] (Siren Publishing Allure) by Allyson Young

the cab queue and found out the name of the company. No one noticed who had picked up the fare across the street, although several drivers had seen the tall, slender woman waving for pick up. Kyle called home again with no result and kept trying Tabi’s cell. He cursed and paced, then placed a call to the cab company. The dispatcher told him he wouldn’t release that kind of information unless it was at the request of the police. Kyle called a contact in the local detachment and had the name of the driver in an hour. Unfortunately, the man was off duty, and dispatch thought he had headed out to his favorite fishing spot to get an early start the following day. He wasn’t expected back until the day after next. Kyle wasn’t prepared to wait and ascertained that the cabbie had a few friends still working that night, and tracked them down. He got some vague directions to the famous fishing hole, with dire consequences implied if he divulged them to anyone else. Thomas got him on the road in the SUV after a quick change of clothes, and after some backtracking and requests of the locals for directions, Kyle found the cabbie’s car. The sun had just come up, and he could see a boat floating near the center of the lake, a lone figure silhouetted against the blaze of color in the east.
    Kyle waved and shouted, careless of decorum and his famed control. He had thought of nothing but frightening scenes and terrifying outcomes since he walked out the door of Unleashed and found Thomas agitated, his Tabi-cat missing. Only his will to find her kept his focus. The figure in the boat looked his way, and the outboard motor flared to life. It took an age for the boat to get to the dock where Kyle waited to grab the rope. The cabbie was suspicious but quickly lulled by Kyle’s obvious concern and the proffered cash. He told Kyle about the aborted drop-off and how Tabitha had gone to the ATM. He hadn’t seen where she went after he was paid as he had called in to book off.
    “I think that lady was mighty sad, fellow,” he offered. “Hope you wasn’t the cause of that.”
    Kyle controlled his face only by considerable effort. “I plan to make things right, my friend, I assure you.”
    And whip her fine ass, too. Christ, she had led him on a chase, and he still didn’t know if she was somewhere safe. Kyle knew her resources to the penny. He knew and controlled all aspects of her life. When he caught up with her, and he would…Action was the only alternative right now, and he bent his considerable will and energy to make it so.

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    Tabitha woke prior to the wake-up call and called down to cancel it. Her sleep had been deep but hardly dreamless, and again she shut off those thoughts of Kyle and concentrated on her plan for the day. She took a quick trip to the bathroom, never looking in the mirror, washed her hands, and went back to the phone. She reached Karen Shust, the real estate agent, after a quick glance through the yellow pages. Karen nearly came through the phone in her excitement. Tabitha explained that she was moving out of the country and had decided that leaving the house to fall into decay wasn’t in anyone’s best interest so thought she would sell it. She added that it had been an afterthought, left to the last minute, and if Karen thought it wasn’t enough notice, she would call someone else or wait until she returned. Karen insisted she could meet that afternoon, and Tabitha told her she could see her at the hotel, the jumping off point for a flight in two days. They set a time.
    Tabitha disconnected and immediately dialed her bank, asking for the manager. Mr. Williams came on the line, bursting with pleasantries for the woman of the holder of one of his largest accounts. He was somewhat taken aback at her request but agreed to have her file pulled out for her and have the mortgage papers copied, certified, and couriered to the hotel. Tabitha cited pressing engagements and an impulsive, out-of-country