Jason since they’re the only ones we can absolutely rule out as suspects. Besides, I know you all will look out for her.”
“What about Brooklyn?” Knowing how Amber’s friendship with the Vixen had bloomed, she’d want Brooklyn protected also.
Mark shook his head. “We’re all in agreement that she’s not the target, and I don’t believe she’s in any danger, so we’ll have her room with someone else again. Until we can find this person threatening Amber, we won’t tell the others where you’re staying and you won’t either.”
Cole nodded. “And when we’re at the arenas and stuff?”
Mark shook his head. “I don’t really think we need to be concerned. There are too many people and too much going on for someone to try and pull anything. Besides, there is power in numbers. As long as one of you is with her at all times, she should be fine.”
Cole glanced down at his sleeping beauty, and his heart ached. She already carried so much guilt for things that weren’t her fault. No doubt she’d internalize this as well. How in the world could he convince her otherwise? “I just don’t understand who would want to hurt her.”
“I don’t know, but believe me when I say we’re trying to find out. We’re looking into everyone that might have had an issue with Amber in the last few years.”
“Sean Sable is on the top of that list, right?” Cole asked. It was irrational and unrealistic to think Sean had anything to do with what happened, especially since he was currently recovering from the beating Cole gave him. However, Cole’s instinct demanded that Sean be considered a suspect. The man was slick and devious, and somehow Cole was sure he had something to do with this situation.
Mark nodded. “He is, but he’s been home recuperating from that beating you gave him.”
“That doesn’t mean he couldn’t have someone working on his behalf.”
“True, but I kinda doubt it,” Mark replied. “Somebody would have to be pretty messed up to run the risk of being arrested for arson and attempted murder just because he told them to set something on fire.”
“I still think he needs to be watched,” Cole argued.
“We will, but unless he gives us a legitimate reason to think he’s the guilty party, there is only so much we can do.”
“That doesn’t mean I can’t do what’s necessary to protect her.”
Mark’s eyes widened. “Now don’t go and do something stupid. We’re handling the situation and taking precautions. You just need to be patient.”
“Patient?” Cole arched a challenging brow. “She damn near died this morning, Mark. My patience is gone.”
* * * *
That evening Cole opened the door to their new hotel room and waited for Amber and Lexi to pass through. Thanks to the fire department, who managed to keep the flames from spreading too far, most of Amber’s and all their belongings made it out of the fire intact.
With the help from EUW staff, clothing and shoes were washed, possessions were cleaned, and new toiletries were purchased for Amber. Cole set his bags down and assessed the room. With two bedrooms and a common room, it was set up much like other suites they’d been in during Lexi’s kidnapping story line.
Lexi peeked into first one bedroom, then the other; then she looked at them and frowned. “How is this going to work?” She pointed to the first bedroom. “That bedroom has a king-size bed, and that one has two queens.”
“You and Logan take the king bed,” Amber replied. “Cole and Jason can take the two queens, and I’ll sleep on the couch.”
Cole frowned at her statement. After last night, he wanted her in his bed, wrapped in his protection where he could sleep in peace, but he damn well couldn’t share a bed with Jason in the room. Besides the obvious fact that Jason might be just a bit uncomfortable sharing a room with a couple, there were things he’d want to do to her that weren’t meant for others’ eyes.
Despite their hours of
“What about Brooklyn?” Knowing how Amber’s friendship with the Vixen had bloomed, she’d want Brooklyn protected also.
Mark shook his head. “We’re all in agreement that she’s not the target, and I don’t believe she’s in any danger, so we’ll have her room with someone else again. Until we can find this person threatening Amber, we won’t tell the others where you’re staying and you won’t either.”
Cole nodded. “And when we’re at the arenas and stuff?”
Mark shook his head. “I don’t really think we need to be concerned. There are too many people and too much going on for someone to try and pull anything. Besides, there is power in numbers. As long as one of you is with her at all times, she should be fine.”
Cole glanced down at his sleeping beauty, and his heart ached. She already carried so much guilt for things that weren’t her fault. No doubt she’d internalize this as well. How in the world could he convince her otherwise? “I just don’t understand who would want to hurt her.”
“I don’t know, but believe me when I say we’re trying to find out. We’re looking into everyone that might have had an issue with Amber in the last few years.”
“Sean Sable is on the top of that list, right?” Cole asked. It was irrational and unrealistic to think Sean had anything to do with what happened, especially since he was currently recovering from the beating Cole gave him. However, Cole’s instinct demanded that Sean be considered a suspect. The man was slick and devious, and somehow Cole was sure he had something to do with this situation.
Mark nodded. “He is, but he’s been home recuperating from that beating you gave him.”
“That doesn’t mean he couldn’t have someone working on his behalf.”
“True, but I kinda doubt it,” Mark replied. “Somebody would have to be pretty messed up to run the risk of being arrested for arson and attempted murder just because he told them to set something on fire.”
“I still think he needs to be watched,” Cole argued.
“We will, but unless he gives us a legitimate reason to think he’s the guilty party, there is only so much we can do.”
“That doesn’t mean I can’t do what’s necessary to protect her.”
Mark’s eyes widened. “Now don’t go and do something stupid. We’re handling the situation and taking precautions. You just need to be patient.”
“Patient?” Cole arched a challenging brow. “She damn near died this morning, Mark. My patience is gone.”
* * * *
That evening Cole opened the door to their new hotel room and waited for Amber and Lexi to pass through. Thanks to the fire department, who managed to keep the flames from spreading too far, most of Amber’s and all their belongings made it out of the fire intact.
With the help from EUW staff, clothing and shoes were washed, possessions were cleaned, and new toiletries were purchased for Amber. Cole set his bags down and assessed the room. With two bedrooms and a common room, it was set up much like other suites they’d been in during Lexi’s kidnapping story line.
Lexi peeked into first one bedroom, then the other; then she looked at them and frowned. “How is this going to work?” She pointed to the first bedroom. “That bedroom has a king-size bed, and that one has two queens.”
“You and Logan take the king bed,” Amber replied. “Cole and Jason can take the two queens, and I’ll sleep on the couch.”
Cole frowned at her statement. After last night, he wanted her in his bed, wrapped in his protection where he could sleep in peace, but he damn well couldn’t share a bed with Jason in the room. Besides the obvious fact that Jason might be just a bit uncomfortable sharing a room with a couple, there were things he’d want to do to her that weren’t meant for others’ eyes.
Despite their hours of
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