SEIZED Part 4: A Steamy New Adult Romantic Suspense Thriller (Seize Me Romance Fiction Series) by JC Coulton
Authors: JC Coulton
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case. I’m suspended, for Christ’s sake. I’m pushing it just by following Carrie—even if it’s for personal reasons.
Her cab starts to slow down, and comes to a stop on a block close to where I found Neon. I can tell for sure now, this isn’t a date. My stubborn Carrie is about to do something stupid to find her friend. I can’t believe the FBI has missed this move. From the first day April was taken, she’s been determined to save her, with or without the help of the law. It’s been one of the main causes of conflict between us, and now it’s about to get a whole lot worse.
I pay and thank the driver quickly. Carrie gets out of the cab in front of me. I pause for a second, and wait inside my cab so she doesn’t see me yet. My next move has to be a good one. I can’t afford to fuck it up with this woman again. She’s suspicious of me; more so with Neon’s harassment. If Carrie has taken Neon’s prank calling to heart, she must think something is going on between us.
My girl is hurting. This is what she’s doing to try and take back her power. I watch as she climbs out of the taxi. That sexy little dress hikes up. She makes her way across the street towards a nearby coffee shop. This is when I get out of the cab and head for a spot where I can keep tabs without getting her attention.
After a while, she leaves the coffee shop and walks to one of the abandoned brownstones. It’s the same one where I found Neon. I see a small cluster of working girls hanging back in the corner between two of the buildings. I can’t see their faces but I immediately connect the dots. Carrie James is attempting to go undercover. The dress is to make her look like a hooker. This is gutsy, and incredibly stupid. I need to say something, anything to stop her.
I cross the road at a jog. She’s starting to engage with the girls standing there. I can’t hear what she’s saying but as I get closer I see her talking to one. She calls her April. But this can’t be her. This is one of the girls Neon said was from Buffalo. Fuck! Now it all makes sense. God, this can’t be April Lee. Oh my God! She looks completely different from her photos. She’s wasting away. Her pale skin is covered in red blotches. She’s sick. I watch as Carrie keeps trying to talk to her. Whoever the woman is, she doesn’t seem lucid enough to recognize her. It’s heartbreaking to witness the slap and the drop in Carrie’s shoulders as the woman rejects her.
I’m close enough now to reach out and grab her. Someone needs to. She’s not happy about it.
“Blake, get away from me. I don’t want to talk. Just leave me alone.”
I persist and when she pulls her arm away I reach around and support her with a hand at the lower back. My presence makes April stumble back up the steps she came from. She goes into the brownstone townhouse.
“April, come back!” Carrie screams but my grip stops her from following her friend. “Let me go, Blake. I’ve got to help her.”
I shake my head.
“No way! There’s so much you don’t know. Please, please don’t believe what you see. You need to leave here. This is not what you think.”
“Not what I think! How dare you come here and say that to me now. That’s April. She’s not here of her free will, and you’re aiding and abetting a criminal for the sake of degrading my best friend.”
“You don’t understand, Carrie.”
“I understand what I need to. And I know about you and Neon. I saw the pictures in your album, I heard her voice threatening me on the phone, and now I know she was the one who stalked me. You can’t deny any of that Blake. I saw you last night. Just fuck off with your lies, and get out of my life.”
With that, she pulls her hand back and slaps me in the face. It’s something I never thought she’d do, but all the frustration and rage has to come out somehow. There will be a red mark on my face tomorrow for sure.
I reach up and touch my cheek. She hit me with more force
Her cab starts to slow down, and comes to a stop on a block close to where I found Neon. I can tell for sure now, this isn’t a date. My stubborn Carrie is about to do something stupid to find her friend. I can’t believe the FBI has missed this move. From the first day April was taken, she’s been determined to save her, with or without the help of the law. It’s been one of the main causes of conflict between us, and now it’s about to get a whole lot worse.
I pay and thank the driver quickly. Carrie gets out of the cab in front of me. I pause for a second, and wait inside my cab so she doesn’t see me yet. My next move has to be a good one. I can’t afford to fuck it up with this woman again. She’s suspicious of me; more so with Neon’s harassment. If Carrie has taken Neon’s prank calling to heart, she must think something is going on between us.
My girl is hurting. This is what she’s doing to try and take back her power. I watch as she climbs out of the taxi. That sexy little dress hikes up. She makes her way across the street towards a nearby coffee shop. This is when I get out of the cab and head for a spot where I can keep tabs without getting her attention.
After a while, she leaves the coffee shop and walks to one of the abandoned brownstones. It’s the same one where I found Neon. I see a small cluster of working girls hanging back in the corner between two of the buildings. I can’t see their faces but I immediately connect the dots. Carrie James is attempting to go undercover. The dress is to make her look like a hooker. This is gutsy, and incredibly stupid. I need to say something, anything to stop her.
I cross the road at a jog. She’s starting to engage with the girls standing there. I can’t hear what she’s saying but as I get closer I see her talking to one. She calls her April. But this can’t be her. This is one of the girls Neon said was from Buffalo. Fuck! Now it all makes sense. God, this can’t be April Lee. Oh my God! She looks completely different from her photos. She’s wasting away. Her pale skin is covered in red blotches. She’s sick. I watch as Carrie keeps trying to talk to her. Whoever the woman is, she doesn’t seem lucid enough to recognize her. It’s heartbreaking to witness the slap and the drop in Carrie’s shoulders as the woman rejects her.
I’m close enough now to reach out and grab her. Someone needs to. She’s not happy about it.
“Blake, get away from me. I don’t want to talk. Just leave me alone.”
I persist and when she pulls her arm away I reach around and support her with a hand at the lower back. My presence makes April stumble back up the steps she came from. She goes into the brownstone townhouse.
“April, come back!” Carrie screams but my grip stops her from following her friend. “Let me go, Blake. I’ve got to help her.”
I shake my head.
“No way! There’s so much you don’t know. Please, please don’t believe what you see. You need to leave here. This is not what you think.”
“Not what I think! How dare you come here and say that to me now. That’s April. She’s not here of her free will, and you’re aiding and abetting a criminal for the sake of degrading my best friend.”
“You don’t understand, Carrie.”
“I understand what I need to. And I know about you and Neon. I saw the pictures in your album, I heard her voice threatening me on the phone, and now I know she was the one who stalked me. You can’t deny any of that Blake. I saw you last night. Just fuck off with your lies, and get out of my life.”
With that, she pulls her hand back and slaps me in the face. It’s something I never thought she’d do, but all the frustration and rage has to come out somehow. There will be a red mark on my face tomorrow for sure.
I reach up and touch my cheek. She hit me with more force
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