Hiding From Danger (Danger Incorporated Book 2) by Olivia Jaymes Page A

after they found her siblings but some things wouldn’t wait.
    Alan had been moved to the top of West’s shit list. A place no one wanted to be.

Chapter Eleven
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    “C an I get you something to drink, Gigi?” Travis asked as he led her into his house. “Coffee? Hot chocolate? Shot of whiskey?”
    After the shock of seeing Frank on that stretcher West had bundled her up with a blanket around her shoulders and placed her in his SUV until Travis showed up. With her news West couldn’t leave the scene and even Jason Anderson had been dragged from a warm bed to help out.
    Her life had looked like it was going in the right direction and then everything had exploded.
    “Actually a shot of whiskey sounds like a good idea,” she said, pulling the blanket around her more closely. A welcome numbness had invaded her bones as she’d shed tears on West’s shirt. Crying didn’t help the situation and only made her look weak. She wasn’t fucking weak. She’d survived this long and she’d keep on doing it. She was only sorry that West and his brothers had placed themselves in the line of fire.
    “Have a seat and relax. I’ll get us a couple of drinks and you can tell me what’s going on and how I can help.”
    Travis Anderson was a nice man. Not every brother would have welcomed a call in the middle of the night asking him to come to a crime scene and pick up his little brother’s girlfriend. West had planned on driving her to Travis’s home himself but after her revelation he’d had to change plans.
    So Travis had nicely agreed to come pick her up.
    “Here you go.” Travis smiled and handed her a highball glass with a shot of amber colored liquid. Knowing the Anderson family this would be an excellent single malt scotch.
    “You have a beautiful home.” Delaying the inevitable discussion, Gigi tried to make small talk. It was a beautiful house though. Large and airy, its understated elegance spoke of a man with good taste and ample resources. Travis Anderson obviously liked quality and enjoyed being comfortable, whether it was the butter soft leather couches or the huge flat screen television that hung over the fireplace taking up half the wall. “I’ve never seen a television that big. Does West know that it exists?”
    Travis chuckled and sat down in a chair to her right. “He does. I bought it right after he purchased his television.”
    The three Anderson brothers were quite competitive but she hadn’t realized just how much. But then her brother Zach had always enjoyed the challenge of sports and academics, although he’d never tried to compete with her or Aubrey.
    “I guess we won’t be leaving for Vegas in the morning,” she sighed, sipping the whiskey and feeling the heat all the way to her belly.
    “Is that your biggest concern?” Travis idly twirled the glass on the coffee table. “If you hadn’t been at a cop’s house tonight someone might have tried to kidnap you…and succeeded.”
    Her fingers tightened on her own glass at the thought of being under Alan’s control. His prisoner. She’d never allow that to happen again. Some things were worth dying for and freedom was one of them.
    “I wouldn’t have gone quietly.”
    “I have no doubt you would have made it as difficult as possible for them but there were two men and one of you.”
    Travis didn’t sound derisive or flippant. His tone was conversational, as if they were discussing the weather or the price of milk.
    “I’m anxious to get to Vegas and reunite with my brother. And then find my sister, of course.” Gigi changed the subject away from her would-be captors. She was still trying to wrap her mind around Alan tracking her down after all this time. All the running and hiding. She’d messed up somewhere along the line but she didn’t know how, what she’d done wrong.
    “West says you haven’t seen them since you were a little girl.”
    “Yes, but we were very close as children. Zach sort of took care of me and Aubrey. As