And shed been issuing rejections for far too long for this one to be causing her so much regret.
But even though she lingered in the restroom far longer than necessary, Jack was still seated at their table when Lindsay came out. Seeing him, she stopped, indecisive. Maybe he needed a little more time to grow bored and move on. As if in response to her thoughts, a woman wearing what looked to be the top of Jacks Santa outfit sauntered over to him and draped an arm around his neck, planting an enthusiastic kiss on his mouth.
Saved by the Santa slut. Turning, she made her way for the back door, intent on delaying her return to the table a bit longer. Give him the amount of time it took to get a breath of fresh air, and hed be gone. Shed lay odds on it.
And she was suddenly desperately in need of fresh air.
Moments later she was standing outside in the shadows. After the press of bodies in the bar the solitude was a welcome reprieve.
Resting her shoulders against the back of the building, she tipped her head back and studied the star-studded sky. Shed always liked looking at the stars. Maybe when she left shed head to Wyoming. With the wide-open spaces there, the expanse of sky would be magnificent.
But wait. Wyoming didnt have many big cities. She always felt safer in cities. More anonymous. It was easier to blend in and escape notice.
It was imperative that Lindsay escape notice.
The door swung open and she turned her head, instantly wary. A couple stumbled out the door, laughing breathlessly. She opened her mouth to alert them to her presence, but at that moment the man pulled the woman into his arms and they exchanged a long, heated kiss.
Great. She jerked her gaze away. Playing voyeur to an alcohol-fueled couple with loosened inhibitions was definitely not what shed had in mind when shed slipped outside. She began to inch away, intent on returning to the bar.
No. The womans voice was still laughing. Lindsay moved a little faster, still hoping to escape detection. Then a moment later, No, Rick. Stop it. I said
There was the unmistakable sound of a slap and a cry of pain. Lindsay jerked around to peer through the darkness.
Bitch. The two were scuffling now, the woman struggling to get away. Think you can tease me all night and not come through when were alone?
I wasnt teasing
Well you arent now, because youre going to
Let her go. Fury snapped through Lindsays veins, fogging good sense. She strode toward the couple, grabbed the mans shoulder. She said no.
With a suddenness that took her off guard, he turned around and gave her a shove that sent her sprawling. Get lost, bitch. Unless you want to be next. Believe me, I got plenty here to satisfy both of you.
The other woman screamed as the man hauled her against him, moving her deeper into the shadows. His mouth ground over hers, halting her protests.
Lindsay picked herself up and stumbled to the back door again, intent on getting help. If she didnt hurry, the couple could be gone by the time she got back. If he had a car or a place nearby, no one would catch him in time.
She rushed inside, the barrage of sound from the bar blasting her anew. The crowd seemed to have gotten thicker. She tried to squeeze through, her actions frantic, but made little headway.
An idea occurred and she pulled out her cell phone. She could call Jolie even faster and alert her to bring help, while she went out again and
A hand touched her shoulder and she nearly jumped out of her skin. Jack stood next to her, his figure solid and reassuring. He bent his head, pitching his voice loud enough to be heard over the din. Where have you been? Jolie was getting worried.
A woman needs help outside.
He shook his head, an expression of puzzlement on his face. The jukebox was blaring out the latest Dixie Chicks tune at ear-deafening levels. What?
Come with me! He may not have understood her words, but he couldnt misunderstand her hand on his arm, tugging him in her wake.
Bursting outside again, she halted, scanning the area. Her stomach plummeted when she didnt see anyone in the vicinity. I dont see them.
What, my reindeer? I have them parked out front.
Lindsay headed deeper into the alley, calling over her shoulder, There was a man out here trying to force himself on a woman. When I tried to stop him he shoved me down. Im afraid he might have taken her somewhere no one will find them.
He touched you? Jacks tone changed from affable to threatening with a swiftness that might have alarmed her if she werent already so distracted. Whatd he look like?
But Lindsay was running ahead, the pain in her knees from the scrapes shed gotten barely registering. The alley ended in a T. She rounded the corner to her right. If it hadnt been for the sound of the womans muffled sobs, she would have missed the couple hidden in a doorway.
She hefted her purse as she ran toward them. The two rolls of quarters she always carried in it seemed woefully inadequate. But they were all she had since shed left her gun back at the apartment.
You like games, Sheila? She could barely make out the mans panted words. He had a forearm across the womans throat, his free hand pulling up her skirt. Lets play some games.
His choice of words arrowed deep into her subconscious. Summoned an echo of a voice shed thought buried for good. You think this is a game? Well, maybe it is. But it isnt one youre going to win.
A quick shudder snaked down Lindsays spine as she shook off the memory. She closed the distance between them at a run. The man looked over his shoulder, a snarl on his lips when he saw Lindsay. She swung her purse with all her might and nailed him squarely in the face.
There was a sickening crack. He howled, cursing, turning around to make a grab for her. She felt her shirt rip and struggled wildly to free herself, but he maintained his grasp. When he hit the ground, so did she.
He was on her in an instant, flipping her over and rolling atop her. She raised her knee up sharply into his crotch, her fingernails going for his face, heard him yelp.
Goddammit! He reared an arm back and struck her across the cheek with enough force to send lights wheeling beneath her eyelids. A moment later, he was gone.
Dazed, she tried to sit, the movement making her nauseous. She became dimly aware of the sounds around her. Grunts and curses. A soft sobbing. The instantly recognizable sound of flesh hitting flesh.
Without grace she stood up, swaying. It was a moment before she could stagger over to the womanSheilawho was huddled in the doorway. Lindsay went on her knees next to her, slipping an arm around her shoulder. Its all right. Its over.
She craned her neck to see what was happening several yards away. Jack had the man against the wall and was hammering him with methodical punishing blows.
A moment later she realized the strangers struggles had grown feeble, and she left the womans side to lurch across the distance and grab Jacks arm. Stop.
She could feel the ice-cold fury emanating from him. The iron muscles in his arm quivered like a racehorse at the starting gate. Jack, she said softly. Something in her voice must have reached him and he looked at her. She watched the sheen of rage slowly dissipate from his eyes, and then he released the man, who crumpled in a heap.