From the corner of his eye he saw Julie fling her purse onto the table and toss her shoes underneath. He checked the hallway one last time to make sure they had not been followed.He shut the door and locked it. When he slid the security bolt home, he didn’t feel any relief. If anything, he felt cornered. Trapped. Hiding wasn’t his usual strategy. He pursued and attacked.His blood pounded and every instinct called for him to hunt down the enemy. But he couldn’t take the risk. He had Julie to protect. He had to hide her as far away from the danger as he could.Eric leaned back against the door and found Julie smiling as she twirled around the room with her arms outstretched.He shook his head. Unbelievable. “You’re enjoying this?”Julie stopped to hug him. “Absolutely! Aren’t you?”“I’d rather chase than be chased,” he said, but from the glow on Julie’s face, she didn’t have a preference as long as she got to be in the game. “They know you took pictures of them.”“Wasn’t that great?”
