Night moves

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"Sherlock," Bryn replied in kind, "you're half genius."

 

"Umm, and what's the other half?"

 

Bryn stared into his eyes and answered, "I'm really not sure yet."

 

Rehearsal went smoothly. Bryn was touched by the concern of her fellow dancers, and of Tony Asp and Gary Wright. She remembered how much she had dreaded the work she had needed so badly. Taken aside from everything, this was one of the nicest jobs she had ever had.

 

The rehearsal broke early for the day. Bryn and Barbara and the group went to a Mexican restaurant for dinner, where they kept the conversation so casual that Bryn began to wish again that she could just forget everything. Surely, if she made no false moves, she couldn't be in any more danger....

 

When she and Lee were alone in his car and heading back to her town house, she broached the subject again. "Don't you think it might still be best just to drop everything?" "Do you really think that, Bryn?"

 

She thought about the things that happened to her. Her darkroom destroyed. Adam kidnapped.The crash that had sent her to the hospital for the night. She still felt fear, but also a ripple of that fire-hot fury.

 

She had been pushed against a wall, and when you reached that wall, there was no place to go.Except forward again, fighting back. "No," she said quietly. He casther a crooked grin. "Do you want to hear an old Indian saying?"

 

"Sure, why not?" She smiled back.

 

"When the cougar stalks by night, the hunted must become the hunter."

 

Bryn grimaced. "Nice saying."

 

"Oh, we're full of nice sayings. When you get to meet my father you'll probably hear them all."

 

Mick and Perry had already been at the town house. Bryn almost laughed when she saw the neat line of grocery bags set along her counter, a long loaf of French bread protruding from each. But beneath the bread she found everything that she had put on her list.

 

"Well," she said briskly, "I guess I'd better get started."

 

"Can I help?"

 

"Can you hang paper?"

 

"Sure."

 

"Then you can help!"

 

Time meant nothing as they worked. The darkroom was strung with so many lines that they had to duck every time they moved. But by1:00 a.m.Bryn had finished with the basics. They had enlarged one hundred eighty five-by-sevens to eight-by-elevens that had to be weeded through.

 

"These are still going to be too small to get much out of," Bryn said wearily as she grasped her stack and Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html

 

bypassed the file cabinet to re-enter the house. "But at least we can dispense with the impossible shots before enlarging the rest."

 

Lee grunted his agreement, following close behind. Bryn started to sink down to her sofa, but he stopped her with a soft chuckle. "Don't get too comfortable. We're not staying here." "We could--"

 

"No, because I just had an elaborate security system installed at my house."

 

"Yes," Bryn murmured. "I guess that makes sense."

 

They locked up her place and drove to his house. Bryn remembered yawning and resting her head against his shoulder. The next thing she knew, she felt movement...and warmth.

 

Lee was carrying her up his stairway. She opened her eyes and smiled at him with heavy-lidded eyes.

 

"Did I ever tell you I'm crazy about red-skinned tom-tom players?"

 

He chuckled softly, huskily. "No. But I'm glad you are." She was still half asleep when he laid her on his bed, but she didn't stay that way long. She discovered that he had a very sensual talent for convincing her that she wasn't tired at all....

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 13

 

 

Bryn was lingering in a pleasant stage of comfort between wakefulness and sleep when the phone began to ring. Immediately she stiffened; a week had passed since the night ofHammarfield's dinner, a quiet week in which there had been a lot of work and a lot of learning to live together. Nothing in the least frightening had happened in all that time, yet still the sound of a ringing phone sent instant shivers racing along her spine.

 

The sheets rustled, and she knew Lee was rolling over to answer the phone. He glanced her way and saw her anxious features, then smiled reassuringly after his quick "Hello?" Covering the mouthpiece with his hand, he said, "It's Gayle." "Oh!" Bryn exclaimed anxiously. "Nothing's wrong, she's just checking in."

 

Bryn waited while Lee exchanged a few words with his sister, promising that they'd be there by the end of the next week. "One more day and the video will be finished up.At least at this end. Then the editor will take over." Lee laughed at something Gayle said. "I don't like to sound immodest, but, yeah, I think it's great." His eyes fell with wicked amusement on Bryn. "I had a stunning 'Lorena.'"