Deadly Questions (Hardy Brothers Security Book 8) Read Online Free PDF

uncomplicated. She doesn’t rush headlong into danger every chance she gets, like Sophie and Mandy. She’s not constantly complaining, like Ally. She’s a joy to be around.”
    “You mean she’s boring,” Finn countered.
    “I said no such thing,” Grady protested. “It’s just got to be easier for you not to be constantly worrying that Emma is in danger.”
    “No, I just have to worry about random guys groping Emma when she’s on a job,” Finn said. “I just have to worry about Emma waking up in the middle of the night screaming because she’s having a nightmare about her father raping her. I just have to worry about constantly reassuring her because she doesn’t think she’s worth anything because that’s what her father drilled into her head for eighteen straight years.”
    Grady paled. “I’m … sorry. That was a stupid thing to say.”
    Finn waved off his brother’s apology. “I shouldn’t have jumped all over you. It’s not your fault.”
    “Sometimes … sometimes I think we forget what Emma has been through,” Grady said. “She’s always so easygoing. She never complains, man. Ally is a constant fountain of complaint, and Sophie and Mandy aren’t known to keep their mouths shut.”
    “I know I’m lucky to have Emma,” Finn said. “I just don’t want you to think she’s boring.”
    “Of course I don’t think she’s boring,” Grady said. “She just needs to learn how to bitch so we can hear her above the din of the other women in our lives.”
    Finn smirked, the crisis passing. “Let’s find the source of your worry. I hate to say it, but I’m not any fonder of this area than you are. The idea of Sophie wandering around without anyone keeping an eye on her makes me nervous.”
    Grady frowned. “I really am going to have to put one of those tracking monitors on her.”
    “Let’s find her,” Finn said. “The faster we’re out of here, the faster we can … shower.”
    “That sounds like a great idea.”
     
    “I CAN’T believe you embarrassed me like that,” Sophie said, kicking her shoes off as she walked into the house.
    “How did I embarrass you?” Grady asked, fighting to keep his tone even.
    “You interrupted when I was conducting an interview,” Sophie replied. “You said you wouldn’t do that.”
    “I’d been looking for you forever,” Grady said. “You said you wouldn’t go too far away.”
    “I was two blocks away.”
    Grady slipped off his own shoes, taking the time to line them up on the mat next to the door. When he was done, he did the same with Sophie’s. While she wasn’t a slob, and Grady adored everything about his feisty reporter, her refusal to organize drove him crazy.
    “You were still gone,” he said.
    “I wasn’t gone,” Sophie countered. “I was doing my job.”
    Grady bit his bottom lip. “I couldn’t find you.”
    “I knew where I was the whole time,” Sophie said, stripping out of her suit jacket and dropping it on the back of the armchair in the living room.
    “But I couldn’t find you,” Grady said. “It scared me.”
    Sophie’s gaze softened. “Grady … .”
    “It scared me,” he repeated. “I’m sorry if that upsets you. I’m sorry if you think I was trying to embarrass you. I wasn’t. I just … I needed to find you. When I did, I just wanted to hug you.”
    Sophie pushed the heel of her hand against her forehead. “I’m sorry I scared you. I got lost in what I was doing. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
    Grady nodded, pursing his lips. “Did you find anything?”
    “Not much,” Sophie said. “There are a lot of stories … and very few facts.”
    “That’s what we found, too.”
    Sophie’s hands reached to the buttons on her shirt, Grady’s eyes following the movement.
    “What are you doing?” Grady asked.
    “I’m going to take a shower,” Sophie said.
    “Oh, okay.” He was quiet as he regarded her. “Are you still mad at me?”
    “I’m not mad, Grady,” Sophie said. “I can’t be