Free Misguided Target by Jessica Page

agreement. Relief flowed through me; the last I wanted was to be alone out here.
    “Be careful and quiet and don't touch anything. We don't want anyone to know we were here,” Kane insisted as we made our way through the back door. I could see the house had been ransacked. Whoever had been here had obviously been looking for something. I walked down the hallway which led to a series of rooms including Dominique's office. I entered and was taken aback by all the misplaced and broken furniture. There were papers everywhere and there appeared to be bloody handprints on the wall. My pulse quickened in my terror at what I might find on the other side of her desk.
    “Oh my God! Dom!” I cried running towards her motionless, blood-covered body. I wanted to help her but there was so much blood I didn't know where to start or what to do.
    “Don't touch her! Don't touch anything!” Kane insisted as I shot him a pleading look.
    “I can't just leave her like that!” I said. Kane leaned in close to her, his feet avoiding the pool that surrounded her. He crouched down and reached forward, gently checking her neck for a pulse. There was so much blood; I couldn't see how anyone could survive.
    “I'm sorry, Kendall, she's gone,” he offered wiping the spot he'd touched with his sleeve. My vision suddenly went blurry. I felt like I wanted to sob but for some reason I couldn't; in fact, I could barely think. Kane got up and walked over to me. “Are you okay?”
    “Honestly, no,” I answered having a hard time catching my breath as I stared staring at her dead body on the ground. I'd just spoken to her this morning and now she was gone. Everything has changed.
    He nodded in understanding. “Kendall we need to get out of here. We should leave the same way we came in before anyone realizes we're here. My guess is the cops will be here soon. Once we get downtown we'll take a cab to your place for now.”
    I nodded, unable to bring myself to do anything. Truth was that I had absolutely no idea what to do at this point. I'd almost been kidnapped, Dominique was dead and for all I knew there were trained killers after me. I needed help — I needed Kane. He carefully led me out of the house, helping me to walk. I felt so unbelievably lost. Before long we were over the fence once more and we disappeared into the night.

Chapter 8
    Kane
    We got to Kendall's apartment and I immediately started checking for any signs of tampering. I took out my RF pen and began scanning the area for any bugged devices as she sat motionless on the couch, still wearing her dirty and blood-covered clothing. It wasn't that I didn't sympathize with what she was going through; I knew very well how badly her mind and body were battling through the stages of grief and shock. She'd been attacked, witnessed horrible violence, almost been kidnapped which would have resulted in God knows what, and watched a close friend die. Tonight was probably one of the worst nights of her life and it would likely haunt her for the rest of her life. It was a horrible thing to have to live through, but I'm almost certain this would not be the last bad night she has to deal with in the near future. These men were hired by someone to find and kill my brother, Dominique and her. They ransacked Dominique's place but based on what that cop had said, hadn't found what they were looking for. I wasn't sure if Kendall was collateral damage or if she knew more than she was saying, but regardless, whoever is behind this thought she did and they won't stop until the job is done. That's what these men do; they finish the job.
    I had to figure out what our next move was, odds were they had already or were in the process of ransacking James' house, and I wasn't sure how long we had until they had Kendall's address. I didn't know how close she and my brother were, and that would affect how quickly these killers might find out where we were. I needed that information, so I walked over to Kendall and