Romeo by Sybil Bartel EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Sybil Bartel
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Roark
Muscles burning, drenched in sweat, I pushed my left leg harder as I
headed toward the northernmost tip of the island. The last mile of my
morning beach run always the hardest, I glanced out at the ocean as the first
hint of sunrise crested the horizon.
Keeping pace next to me, Missy followed my glance and barked once.
“Not yet, girl. You can swim when we’re done, but we better pick it up.
Sun’s almost up.” And it’d be hot as hell once it was. “Missy, sprint,” I
commanded.
My golden retriever took off ahead of me.
Feeling every pace in my left thigh, I kicked it up and sprinted after her.
As we rounded the last bank, Missy veered off course, making a beeline
for the coastal sea grape hammock.
Whistling the command for her to return, I slowed, but she didn’t come
back.
Five years old, meticulously trained to obey, Missy never ignored
commands.
Cursing under my breath, I headed after her. “Missy!”
A single bark came from deep in the sea grapes.
“Christ.” I scanned the beach in both directions, but it was empty. “If
you’re going after a deer or turtle, you’re gonna piss me off.”
Missy barked again, but with urgency.
Hearing the whine in her tone, my instincts kicked in. “Missy?”
This time she didn’t bark. She cried. Twice.
Wishing like hell I had my SIG Sauer P320 9mm on me, I scanned the
shoreline again then I looked out to sea. The sun still wasn’t up, but the first
rays cast enough light across the water, and I saw what I hadn’t earlier. The
silhouette of a sixty-five meter long yacht. Unmoving, about two hundred
yards out. Huge. Distinctive.
Fuck.
Missy cried again. Loudly.
Knowing how sound carried across the water, I glanced one more time
at the yacht and dropped my voice. “Quiet, girl. I’m coming.” I pushed the
sea grapes aside.
Jesus Christ.
Sitting next to a woman who was lying on her side, Missy whispercried.
Shaking or convulsing, in nothing but a torn yellow bikini, her hair
plastered to her face, half covered in sand, I could still see the bruises and
scratches all over her body.
The woman made a small mewing sound.
Missy nudged her shoulder with her muzzle.
The woman flinched, then shook harder.
“She won’t hurt you.” Crawling further into the growth, I spared Missy
a quick glance. “Retreat.”
Never willfully disobeying me, my dog didn’t retreat. She lay down
next to the woman and softly cried.
Nothing on me but my car keys, I hoped like fuck this woman wasn’t
OD’ing. “What’s your name?” Taking in what I could see of her, I crawled
closer.
“S-S-Sailor,” stuttering through chattering teeth with a raspy-as-hell
voice, she fed me a fake name.
She was fucking lucky Missy had disobeyed me and was worried about
her because I didn’t question her lie. Instead, I stripped off my sweatsoaked shirt. “What’d you take, woman?” Draping the shirt over her upper
body, I hoped like hell I didn’t need Narcan.
“N-n-nothing,” she whispered, her voice even more hoarse. “Pl-please
go.”
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