Challenging Gabriel (Knight Security 2) Read Online Free Page A

“Where is he now? Where’s my son, damn it?”
    “Gabriel—”
    His eyes glittered as he glowered down at her. “How could you keep him from me? How dare you?” His face was pale, the skin stretched tightly across his cheekbones. “And why the hell did you marry Sinclair?” A nerve pulsed in the rigid set of his cheek. “Did you think I wouldn’t want you? That I wouldn’t want both you and our child?”
    Angel had no idea what Gabriel would or wouldn’t want. How could she? He had already left her life by the time she realized she was expecting their baby. He’d left her with no choice but to fend for herself and their unborn child. She had done that to the best of her ability. Weighed up the options available to her and taken the one she had believed would give her baby the best future.
    Angry color burned in her cheeks. “Don’t you dare attack and accuse me, Gabriel. Don’t you dare! ” Her voice shook with emotion. “You weren’t there for me to know how you felt about anything. Maybe if you had been, I wouldn’t have made the lousy choice that I did.”
    He released her so suddenly, she stumbled and almost fell. “So now this is my fault?” He ran an agitated hand through his short dark hair even as those fiercely glittering eyes remained fixed on her. “Where’s my son now, Angel?” he demanded again coldly.
    “That’s why I came here to see you—” She broke off with a gasp as Gabriel grasped hold of her arms again.
    “Where the fuck is he?” His eyes were narrowed. “If you intended telling me about him, why didn’t you bring him here with you so I could see him for myself? Did you leave him in the care of some fucking nanny while you swanned off in your designer clothes? Answer me, damn it!”
    “I’m trying to.”
    “Try harder!”
    “I—” She broke off as the office door was suddenly flung open.
    “What the hell is going on in here, Gabriel?” Another man stood in the doorway, his overlong dark hair and green eyes showing a marked resemblance to Gabriel. “I could hear you shouting at the other end of the hallway.” He raised his brows as he glanced at Angel. “I sincerely hope that isn’t a new client, because if it is, your people skills need a little working on.”
    It was totally illogical, totally inappropriate, given the dire circumstances, but for some reason, this man’s dry humor struck Angel as being hilariously funny. Once she began laughing, she didn’t seem able to stop, even when the tears began to cascade down her cheeks.
    “Gabe?”
    Gabriel’s own frown matched that of his brother. Angel wasn’t just laughing, she was caught up in full-blown hysteria, crying as well as laughing.
    He was feeling less than calm himself, as indicated by Caleb’s reference to his raised voice. Gabriel never shouted. He was always in control. Never lost his calm. His ability to reason. In the past few minutes, he had done all those things.
    Learning he had a seven-year-old son would do that to any man .
    A son named Daniel.
    Named for Angel’s father? Gabriel seemed to recall her father’s name began with a D. David, Donald, maybe, but it could just as easily have been Daniel. The man had been dead for almost a year when Gabriel met Angel.
    An Angel he now realized was crumpling to the carpeted floor of his office. As if the hysterical laughter had taken the last of her strength.
    “Gabe!”
    He didn’t need Caleb’s warning to step forward and catch Angel before she hit the floor, his arms moving about her waist and shoulders as he lifted her to sit her down in the chair facing his desk. One glance at the pallor of her tear-streaked face was enough for him to bend her forward so that her head was between her knees to prevent her from passing out.
    “What’s this about, Gabe?” A concerned Caleb moved to stand beside him.
    He wished he knew. Angel had kept the existence of his son from him for the nine months of her pregnancy and the first seven years of