got something for that, too.” He handed her the antinausea pills. “Just a little longer, Angelina. We’re almost there.”
“Where?” Selma stage-whispered from the front seat. “You never did tell me where I’m supposed to be driving.”
“I don’t know.” Dylan raised his head and looked out the back window. They’d pulled into an alley when Angelina had lost consciousness. “Have we lost them?”
“I think so.” Bear slid his gun back into his shoulder holster. “I haven’t seen anyone for a while now.”
Dylan returned his attention to the woman sprawled on the backseat. “That’s it. Slow, deep breaths. Keep your eyes open. Just listen to my voice and blow the breath out slowly. In. Out. There you go.”
He tapped the driver’s headrest. “Just drive, Selma. Give us a few minutes to figure this out.”
She nodded and turned the key in the ignition.
Dylan gathered Angelina in his arms. He held her tightly in the confined space in an attempt to steady her as much as possible as Selma pulled out of the alley.
Bear squished himself against the door and window in an attempt to give them space in the cramped quarters.
“I don’t see anyone behind us.” Selma and Dylan’s eyes met in the rearview mirror. “We’ve lost them.” Selma slowed the car and merged into normal traffic. “What do you want me to do now?”
“Find a diner or small restaurant. Something off the beaten path while we wait for the text on the location of the safe house. Angelina needs to rest. We need to call this in and all of us need to take a minute to unwind and regroup.”
“Sounds good.” Bear pulled a cell phone out of his pocket. “I’ll call it in and find out what’s the holdup on the safe house.”
Dylan repositioned Angelina. For a moment when she’d blacked out he had thought he’d lost her. Panic had coursed through his veins. He couldn’t afford to lose this witness. If she didn’t testify, her father would walk free. That’s what it was, worry about his witness.
His hands shook. He almost had to sit on them to refrain from brushing the hair off her face.
What was the matter with him? Why were his insides in a knot and his chest feeling as if he’d just had a major heart attack when he saw her slip into unconsciousness?
She was an important witness. Nothing more. That’s all she was.
He looked down at her long lashes wet with tears as she closed her eyes and burrowed in his arms.
Yeah, right. Just a witness.
Who did he think he was kidding?
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