about the fact, someone was trying to kill her. The Hummer that arrived to take them to safety added to the mystery. She gave all of her information to the State Prosecutor, but she knew she was going to have to explain what she found to all the other investigators involved. She stared out the Hummer"s tinted windows, looking for a familiar sight she could relate to, and figure out where they were taking her. They traveled south on the highway and Bailey was lost. She lived in Denver, but rarely explored the huge town. She was a creature of habit and liked living in her little suburb, shopping at the local stores and never venturing farther than dinner with Bruce/Bruno.
God she was pathetic, she thought as she continued to stare out the window.
There were two handsome men with her at her beck and call and she wanted to go back to the boring life she had. Tears formed again and began falling down her cheeks; she knew when they found out how boring she was, she was going to be kicked back into the street. What did they see in her? She liked to read and go to the library for fun.
Bookstores were the most exciting shopping she did in week. Look at the way they were dressed, especially Dallas, she knew the suit he had cost more than her monthly apartment rental. The last outfit she found that fit her was at the goodwill last year. She had a savings account but she rarely used it because she was worried she would need it in the future. You never knew what could happen and Bailey refused to be in a situation where she could possibly be homeless, so she scraped and saved all of her income to plan for an emergency. Paying back her loans for school had happened last year, seven years early, so she would never have to worry about it. She wanted to buy a house for herself, but refused to do it until she had enough to make sure, if something happened, she had the payments for at least two years in advance. The economy was a quirky thing and she was an accountant. Numbers were her safety net. She was making a list of the reason"s she could present to the two hunks and explain to them why they needed to let her go.
She had her whole boring life mapped out for her. Nowhere in it was getting shot, meeting two sexy men, and letting them take over her life. She had enough money to take care of herself for the next five or six months, paying her rent and food until she could get into that Wit Sec thingy the pudgy man told her about. Surely, they would help her get a job, it was the least they could do considering she was going to leave the safe and quiet life she wanted.
Bailey silently planned her future in the car ride to the warehouse. When she saw where they pulled up to, she looked at the two men again. They were looking straight ahead at the huge door that was opening before them. Bailey could see it was a garage of some sort. Inside had a collection of cars that were very cool but not familiar to her. She did not have a car, she rode the bus, but she knew a classic and expensive car when she saw one. Wow, she counted at least six cars and a few motorcycles against the back wall.
They must be someplace they are going to switch vehicles. Bailey leaned back and waited for someone to tell her where to go again. Dallas scooted up and leaned to whisper something in Jolly the Giant"s ear. Bailey laughed at herself for making a joke when her life was spinning out of control.
Jolly nodded and got out of the car and met four guys that had walked up behind them without Bailey noticing. They, of course, we're not as big as Jolly, but they were no less intimidating. Where did they grow these men, she thought? Bailey was sure she would have remembered seeing anyone who looked like these guys. They were every woman"s wet dream and for some reason they were all helping her. The theme for the Twilight Zone played in her head again.
Bailey shifted on the seat, trying to get a good look at all of the guys surrounding the car.
Noah chuckled and