Alexander, Kortny - Come and Get Me [Whispering Mountain 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read Online Free Page B

What could have brought about this reaction?
    After a long silent moment, May gasped.
    She remembered the disastrous case of Valerie Timmons. The woman had been an acquaintance of hers from college that she counseled from time to time. She wanted to divorce her husband, and he had threatened to kill her if she did. The relationship had been extremely abusive. Valerie had hinted that she knew all of her husband’s secrets. May didn’t know much about Valerie’s husband except the fact that he was into something bordering on illegal.
    With the help of others, May had arranged for her to enter protective custody until her husband, Earl, could be found. He had been stalking his wife, threatening to kill her. Eventually, he had made good on the threat. In May’s opinion, he was certifiably insane. Unfortunately, May had the distinct feeling she had just earned Earl’s undivided attention.
    “May-day? You still with me?” Orin broke the silence between them.
    “I’m here. What’s going on, Orin? You better start telling me something. Someone with great skill managed to break into my office without tripping the alarm, and nothing has been moved.”
    An exhausted sigh spread through the line. “Do me a favor, May, stay at work. You will be safe there with all the people around. Let me and Trevor check out a few things on this end.” There was a pause. “What time is your last client?”
    May checked her schedule. “Three.”
    “Okay, Trevor and I will be waiting for you at the receptionist’s desk. We’ll shadow you back to your place, keeping our eyes peeled for anyone showing a little too much interest in your movements.”
    She nodded before she remembered she was on the phone. “Okay. But I wonder why he would wait six months before turning his attentions toward me. What has he been doing all this time?” On second thought, she didn’t want to know the answer. Six months gave him plenty of time to figure out what he was going to do to her. A freakish chill ran through her body.
    Another long sigh, along with a few terms in a strong Irish accent, wafted across the line. “May, please , please do what I’ve asked. Let Trevor and I check out a few things. I don’t want you in the middle of this if we can help it.”
    Trevor and Orin were two of May’s closest friends. She knew they were always concerned about her safety. She wouldn’t fight the small request to stay indoors, waiting for their arrival. “Okay. I will see you both after I finish up.”
    The rest of May’s day would have gone smoothly if she hadn’t been jittery, constantly looking over her shoulder every time she left the confines of her office. She was on edge most of the afternoon, and she wasn’t accustomed to feeling that way. As difficult as it was, she managed to keep her clients unaware of the tension growing inside of her.
    After locking up her office, May casually walked to the front, where she knew Trevor and Orin would likely look like a two-man assault team. Their standard selection of color was black, and both were usually armed to the teeth with concealed handguns and knives.
    “You look great as always,” Trevor said as he stood. He laughed as he placed his hands on his hips. “Don’t be so surprised.”
    May’s mouth dropped open. She couldn’t believe her eyes. Trevor and Orin were both dressed in colors other than black.
    There were obvious differences between Trevor and Orin. Trevor was slightly taller, with a slim, muscular build. He had the smoothest brown skin, short, curly black hair, and warm brown eyes. Orin, on the other hand, had a thick, muscular build. He had short, choppy black hair, dark eyes, and creamy ivory skin. Both men smiled as they stared back at her.
    “I’m just surprised to see you in something other than cargos and boots.” She hugged each of them. “Thank you guys for coming out here. Did you want to check my office before we left?”
    Orin shook his head. “Nope. We trained you,