Free Fall (Free Fall Vol. 2): (Loving Summer #7: The Donovan Brothers #4) Read Online Free PDF

to using a hostage…my
Summer, against me.  Because that was the last resort.  And for someone who was
bent on having his revenge against me and all I’ve done to thwart him and his
colleagues’ plans over the years, he was saving using Summer for last.
    “Just
hang on tight, Hector, and relax,” I said. “Enjoy this free ride, and when we
get there, follow my lead.”
    “Gotcha,”
Hector said.
     
     
     

 
    Chapter 5
     
    Rachel
     
     
    I watched Luis turn on the surveillance screens
that popped up out of the walls in Nat’s private quarters, which was like a
mansion in this compound.  Nat had definitely set himself up nicely.  Instead
of a high security high-tech facility, I felt like I stepped into a world-class
luxurious 5-diamond hotel, with upscale textured ostrich skin cream wallpaper,
silver chrome finishing throughout, Swarovski crystal sconces and chandeliers.
    Treasures
from his travels were everywhere. Ancient Chinese vases adorned one wall in a
colorful display of reds and greens in the next room, which faced out to a rock
garden with a cascading waterfall glass wall.  Handwoven Turkish rugs lined the
hand-scraped wood floor of that same room.
    Stepping
into Nat’s place, gave me some insight into the world he’d lived in since he
left us. He had been traveling to exotic places, lived adventures…there were
black and white blown up photo canvases of him riding a camel in Egypt,
visiting a shrine in Japan, sitting in a Tuk Tuk in Thailand. 
    He
seemed like he was either alone in the photos or with another buffed muscular
man. Never with a woman by his side. Was he lonely? Did he seemed sad and
despondent since leaving his former life behind as Nat Donovan, son of a
billionaire, big brother to Drew and me, and Summer’s first love?
    It
was hard to see any look of loneliness, sadness, or despondence in those
photos. But there was a look there in his eyes, which was prevalent in all of
them – a sense of purpose, a will, and even a sense of honor.
    The
same look was in the eyes of the men with him in the photos. He was one of
them…a brotherhood of men who shared the same convictions, the same purpose,
and a belief that they were doing the right thing, that they had a higher
purpose than themselves. Going on these dangerous even life-threatening
missions was something these brave men would face head on because of their belief
that they were protecting the ones they love. 
    I
looked over at Luis, who was around 6 foot 2, all solid muscle, no fat in sight,
and pretty much a hot male stud.  He was clean cut, tanned, and had clear brown
eyes that looked earnest and happy when he smiled. Dressed in a black t-shirt
that hugged all his muscles and black slacks that outlined a tight butt; he was
delicious to look at and maybe more. From the look on his face as he brought me
to Nat’s private quarters, you’d think he was visiting royalty.  The young man,
who was about twenty-five, clearly held Nat in high regards.
    And
I was benefitting from being Nat’s baby sister. Or was it something else?
    Luis
had checked the surveillance screens rigorously when we got to Nat’s quarters
and kept to himself sitting at the bar counter in Nat’s gourmet kitchen. He
looked uncomfortable being in Nat’s private quarters, and kept coming over to
me once in a while to check on me, bringing me a drink sometimes or asking if I
wanted something to eat.
    “To
be honest,” I said, sitting down on the soft chocolate leather sofa in the
living room, facing the kitchen, “I’m too nervous to eat anything.”
    “Oh,”
Luis said, looking surprised and embarrassed. He blushed. Blushed adorably and
smiled shyly, with his dimples lighting up his face. “I didn’t know you were
nervous. Um, maybe I should wait in the other room or…”
    “Hey,
Honey,” I said, taking his hand and leading him over to sit by me on the sofa,
to assure him, it wasn’t his presence that made me nervous. “Not you, I’m not
nervous