Free Dangerous Attraction: Part Three (Aegis Group) by Sidney Bristol Page B

parameters for Daniel’s secondary location.”
    “He could have dropped the phone to get us off his tail,” Connor said.
    “What if he wanted to make sure Bliss had a way of contacting him?” Travis had to hope. This couldn’t be how things ended.
    “He could have told her to dump the phone.”
    Lali’s voice broke through their battle of what-ifs. “Address, I just sent it to your phone and I’m updating the rest of the team.”
    “Thanks, Lali.”
    “Go save those girls.”
    The line went dead.
    “Where am I going?” Connor asked.
    Travis brought up the map.
    They had a long way to go, and Bliss had one hell of a start on them. When he got his hands on her... The only thing he could think of was never being separated from her again.
    He was going to marry her.

9.
    B liss clutched the wheel and stared up at the large, metal building.
    She was late.
    Almost ten minutes late.
    She’d run red lights and broken every speed limit posted, but she was still late.
    Was Carlos still alive? What about her sister? Were they gone?
    She pulled the gun and bullets out of her hoodie pouch. One went in the other, right? She slid the row of bullets into the gun until it clicked. Now, she just had to hope it was as simple as removing the safety and firing. Otherwise she was shit out of luck. She really should have taken Travis up on that gun lesson he talked about. If she survived this, she was learning how to shoot.
    Bliss pushed her door open and stood. The bitter breeze bit into her limbs, leeching the warmth away.
    It was the mountains and snow all over again.
    She slid the gun into the waistband of her jeans like she’d seen Travis do. It felt weird and unnatural pressed against her spine, but at least this way her hoodie wasn’t hanging down to her knees from the weight of it. She slid the Taser out of her pocket and gripped it in the safety of her pouch.
    The street was empty, probably due to the holidays. She almost wished someone would happen along to stop her. This plan was crazy. There was no way it would work, but she had to do something.
    Daniel hadn’t given her instructions for how or where to enter the warehouse, just—the blue and white one. She reached a door with a faded red Exit sign stenciled on it and tried the handle.
    It didn’t budge.
    “Shit,” she mumbled.
    Glancing up and down the street, all she saw were the big, rolling doors she couldn’t possibly get through. She took a chance and jogged to her left, around the corner.
    Double doors. One, jostled by the breeze, swung a few inches.
    Scratch the crime show setting. This was a horror movie, and she was the stupid chick in high heels going out the front door.
    At least she had a Taser, some mace, and a gun.
    Bliss took a deep breath and reached for the door.
    Wendy could already be gone. Carlos could be dead. But she had to see for herself.
    She stood at the door, peering into darkness so thick even the daylight only penetrated a foot or two. Listening did her no good. The ambient sounds blocked out anything helpful, like cries for help from her sister.
    Did she call out hello? That seemed like asking to be murdered.
    She stepped into the darkness and ducked to her right, squinting and praying her eyesight adjusted.
    There. That sound. Was that a foot step? It was hard to tell with the way things echoed inside the building. She was starting to make out shapes and lighter bits of darkness, but no Wendy. No Carlos. And no Daniel.
    She clutched the Taser and edged forward.
    A flashlight would have been super useful. But why should she have expected to need that in the middle of the day?
    Tall shelves lined her path from the door into the cavernous space. It was cold, and the occasional breeze still caught her off-guard.
    Shit. The place was big. If she had any hope of meeting up with Daniel after being late, she was going to have to do it.
    “Hello?” she called out. “Wendy? Carlos? Are you there?”
    Bliss turned in a circle, gripping the