He checked the floor with every movement, turning her at the same time so he could make a careful sweep. If the animal was here, it had to be guarded at all cost. Hawk was fully prepared to give his life to guarantee its safety.
Something stabbed him hard in his side, just below his rib. He grunted at the sudden wave of agony, and in a second she shot past him.
She was struggling with the front door when he caught up with her, gripping her mouth and shoving her against the wall. “Where?” he growled.
She didn't answer, fighting him furiously.
“Where is the
animal,
damn it?”
Somehow she had managed to wedge one bare foot in the open door. Down the hall Hawk saw two men approaching. The damned female was going to create a scene, and that was the last thing the government needed.
“Move your foot out of the door,” he said quietly. “Otherwise, I start breaking small bones.”
His arm circled her throat as he pinned her to the wall. The towel fell as she continued to fight wildly, slamming him in the rib with her elbow.
So she'd been briefed on his weak points.
His arm tightened, cutting off her air. Hawk spun her back against the wall, holding her in place with his body while she made angry, muffled threats.
But her foot was still wedged in the door, and the two men were getting closer.
She was bordering on hysteria now, thrashing wildly, and Hawk saw his options dwindling fast.
That left him only one choice.
His fingers feathered along her collarbone, moving fast and expertly. Then they tightened. Three seconds later she stopped fighting him.
Five seconds later she was sliding down the wall, out cold.
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The driver eyed her in the mirror. “Haven't seen you before.”
Summer made a noncommittal sound as she rolled down her window and nudged off one black high heel, which was pinching her toes badly.
“You don't look like you're from Hol-ly-wood. Don't sound much like one of those airheads from Washington, D.C., either. Too normal for a damned reporter.” He continued to study her, putting some thought into it. “Odd thing is, I can't say
what
you look like.”
Which is part of the reason I'm so good at my job,
Summer thought. She opened her door and hefted her suitcase, which was full of navy suits and dark shoes just like the ones she was wearing. In her particular line of work, plain and inconspicuous were decisive job assets.
She decided a little gossip wouldn't hurt her assignment. Bending close to the window, she nodded at the driver. “Sharp eyes.”
“So, what are you?”
Summer tucked her briefcase under her arm and smiled. “I'm the new nanny.”
About the Author
Award-winning author Christina Skye lives on the western slope of the McDowell Mountains in Arizona.
CODE NAME: NANNY
is her eighteenth novel. She holds a doctorate in classical Chinese literature and has traveled ten times to the Orient. Her favorite things are desert wildflowers after a spring storm, lightning in the high country, and a good ghost story. Be sure to visit her online at
www.christinaskye.com
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Also by Christina Skye
Hot Pursuit
My Spy
Going Overboard
2000 Kisses
Come the Dawn
Come the Night
The Black Rose
The Ruby
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CODE NAME: NANNY
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