Coming to Colorado by Sara York Page B

have to sir me.”
    Davis wanted to say that he would keep saying sir but he held back. He was desperate and upset. Nothing was going the way he thought it should. Somehow, they had to figure out what was going on, and unfortunately that meant he’d have to get his computer back.
    He felt like shit too. His head was fuzzy, his body exhausted. It made no sense. He worked out, ate right, took care of his body, and didn’t do drugs, but it felt like he’d taken something the night before.
    Ryan turned on a small light, illuminating the area. It wasn’t much, but it allowed him to see Ryan’s face. The guy was beautiful with just enough character to be interesting.
    “Hey, what’s up? You look disturbed,” Ryan said.
    “I don’t know. I was wondering how anyone could have gotten my phone or computer.”
    “What did you do last night?” Ryan asked.
    “I flew in yesterday, ate room service, and stayed in my room. I woke up, ate breakfast, and then got ready for my job.”
    “What happened?”
    “I don’t know. It had to be a setup. Someone fired on me. Had I not ducked, I would be dead.”
    Ryan shook his head. “Damn, and now someone’s chasing you.”
    “Yeah, now they’re chasing me, and I don’t know who it is.”
    Davis moved closer to a set of chairs and slumped down in one, hoping Ryan had a plan because he was too exhausted to know what to do next. He needed to tell Ryan that they had to go back for his computer, but he wanted a minute to think. Staying calm would help him more than rushing off half-cocked.
    “We can rest here for a few hours, but we need to head out before the guys come in for work,” Ryan said.
    Davis nodded and closed his eyes. After a short moment, where he might have drifted off, he snapped his eyes open. “I think we need to go get my computer.”
    “It will be risky.”
    “I agree, but I need to know how deep this goes.”
    Ryan sat beside him and bumped his knee. “Twenty minutes then we’ll head out.”
    “Sounds good.”
    Davis dropped to the floor and stretched out. It was the first time he’d relaxed all day. Maybe hiding on his dad’s ranch would be best. But if this was an inside job, they’d look at his dad’s place. Hell, maybe he should just get lost in the middle of the country. He knew how to make a new identity and had the supplies to go through with it. If only there were easy answers, but there were none. He’d learned that a long time ago.
     

 
     
    Chapter Ten
     
    They needed to move. Ryan turned his head to look at Davis. The man’s features were relaxed in sleep. He felt bad about waking him, but if they stayed here too long, someone might find them. Soon, people would start showing up for work, the sun would be up, and with the sun more people would be on the streets. Those people would allow the person following Davis to hide. They’d be screwed if they went back for the computer then. The guy had shot at Davis in open daylight and probably wouldn’t hesitate to do it again.
    There was more going on here than Davis was admitting. Maybe he should walk away and stay out of this man’s business, but Ryan couldn’t leave it alone. He needed to help him and wouldn’t back down.
    Memories of the past rose and he had to force them from his mind. He couldn’t dwell on what had happened in Afghanistan. Ibrahim had screwed him over, but he didn’t think Davis would, and for some crazy reason, he didn’t like the idea of anyone taking advantage of Davis.
    “Hey,” Davis whispered, his voice rough with sleep.
    “We need to get moving.” Ryan sat up, breathing in slowly as he adjusted, his heart rate increasing.
    “How long did we sleep?”
    “Four hours.”
    “Shit. I didn’t mean to pass out like that.”
    “It’s okay.” Ryan stood then held out a hand to Davis. The first touch was like any other, but as he tugged Davis to standing, he made a mistake and tugged too hard, pulling Davis into the circle of his arms. They were too close.