She could hear someone arguing. She wiggled a bit inside the tight confines then settled into a more comfortable position. Thank God the vent had been a straight-through crawl to the main holding area. Now Missy had to wait for them to leave before she could get out. A shout snatched her attention away from her escape plan to the moving figures below her. She pressed her face closer to the vent, but couldn’t make out anything but her agent’s figure below her. Her dirty turncoat agent. Her friend had kidnapped her and tried to kill her, not to mention hurting Eric twice. Missy had known it hadn’t been her ex, but her agent? Talk about shock… But she was gullible enough her ex had cheated without her knowing. A loud crash shocked a gasp out of her and she ducked, worried the noise had been heard. A familiar shout had her looking up again just as Eric and a wolfish Kyla came bounding into sight. Shit, just what I didn’t want. I don’t want them hurt. At least not Eric anyway. She wanted to get away before anyone turned up injured trying to rescue her.
