25
Rebecca lay on the couch in Richie’s office. She had tried to sleep, but her mind raced with visions of the beach.
She sat up, instantly wide awake, at the sound of footsteps in the hallway. She picked up her SIG Sauer as the doorknob turned. It was Richie.
She relaxed and put the weapon down. “What time is it?” she asked.
“Six.”
She rubbed her eyes. “Ugh! I’m surprised you’re already awake.”
“I haven’t been to sleep yet.”
Her face fell at the implication of danger behind his words. “I’ve got to go home. I can’t leave Spike alone with no food or fresh water.”
“No problem. I visited your landlord last night. He’s taking care of Spike.”
Rebecca could only gape at that. Bradley liked Spike and would take good care of him but she could only imagine how he reacted to a visit from Ri
