SEIZED Part 3: Steamy Romantic Suspense (Seize Me Romance Fiction Series) by JC Coulton Page A

Jason’s voice in my ear.
    “Carrie, is there anyone there who looks familiar, or suspicious?”
    “No. I’ve been looking around. Can you see me right now?”
    “Yes, we have eyes on you. You’re completely safe. You and I are going to talk for awhile on the phone, and you’re going to finish your coffee, and then head back outside. Do you understand?”
    “Yes, I’m ready to go, what do you want to talk about?”
    “I want it to seem like you’re talking to either Blake or the Police on the phone. We want to arouse as much attention as possible, to get you an audience with Neon. Her guys are everywhere. We’re sure they’ve already seen you in the area.”
    “Wait, you want Neon to see me? This is confusing, Jason. You said I was out here to get noticed by Blake, and to tell Blake that Neon’s threatened me. Why is the plan different now?”
    “Carrie, the plan is the same. Blake seeing you and going to Neon is the ideal, but her people are all over the place. We can follow them too.”
    “Am I in danger?”
    “No.”
    “How does she have so many people working for her?”
    “No one knows the depths of Neon’s power. She’s got some big friends in several industries, and many assets to protect. There are times when we get close to locking down a financial picture to help take her organization down, but she’s careful, and she’s insulated. They always find a way to overwhelm and distract us with the minutiae.”
    “Okay. So what’s next? Do I start yelling or something?”
    “No need for that. Just slam down your cup and slam the door on the way out. Use your body language. No one’s going to know it’s not real. Jog around the building. Rattle on the gate. Together we’ll make them think that you are starting your own search for April. Somewhere along the line, Blake will phone you or show up. Once you tell him what you need to say, hail the first cab you see drive up, because it’ll be me. I am waiting around the corner to drive past whenever you hang up.”
    “And what if Blake doesn’t call?”
    “Give it fifteen minutes. If he doesn’t, run up the side street and look for my cab.”
    I follow his instructions to the letter. Within five minute, like clockwork, out of nowhere, I see Blake walking towards me. He’s obviously been watching the place, or watching me, because he walks right towards me with clear intentions to talk. I didn’t expect him so quickly, and now the adrenalin is surging as I try to remember what I’m supposed to do and say.
    “Blake, what are you doing here?”
    “What am I doing here? Carrie, I’m working. How did you get here?”
    “Blake, I don’t think now’s the time. I’m just going for a run.”
    “Sure, you are,” he says sarcastically.
    “Blake, that’s exactly what I’m doing. I’m going for a run to clear my mind. I’m not going to try and justify myself to you. You’re off the case this now, remember?”
    “I know what you’re doing, Carrie. Don’t do it. Please, I know you don’t trust me, but I need you to think about this.”
    He’s close enough that the mic will be picking him up. I’m aware that if he’s guilty, anything I say now could tip him off. For a second, I wonder if that’s what he’s trying to do. I get the feeling he doesn’t know FBI are the ones who put me up to this.
    “I had to search for her by myself, Blake. None of you care about April.”
    “Carrie, wait.” He takes my arm and stops me in my tracks. “You’re putting yourself in danger around here. And probably April too.”
    “What would you know about that, Blake? I’m in danger everywhere I go, on account of your girlfriend, Neon.”
    “She’s not my girlfriend, Carrie.”
    “Whatever, Blake. She says she is.”
    “What are you talking about?”
    “That woman has been phoning me all day, threatening to kill April if I don’t leave you alone.”
    “What? She called you?”
    “Yes. Like twenty times now. I should have just told the FBI,