Wrong Place
M A Comley
New York Times bestselling author M A Comley
Published by M A Comley
Copyright © 2015 M A Comley
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental.
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M A COMLEY
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Hostile Justice
Tortured Justice
Rough Justice
Dubious Justice
Forever Watching You
Evil In Disguise – Based on True events novel.
Deadly Act (Hero series novella) coming Feb 2015
Torn Apart (Hero Series #1)
End Result (Hero Series #2)
Sole Intention (Intention Series #1)
Grave Intention (Intention Series #2)
Wrong Place (A DI Sally Parker thriller)
Merry Widow (A Lorne Simpkins short story)
It’s A Dog’s Life (A Lorne Simpkins short story)
A Time To Heal (A Sweet Romance)
A Time For Change (A Sweet Romance)
High Spirits
The Temptation Series (Romantic Suspense/New Adult Novellas)
Past Temptation (available now)
Lost Temptation (available now)
True Temptation (Coming 2015)
Just Temptation (Coming 2015)
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This book is dedicated to my rock, Jean, whose love and devotion is my guiding light.
Special thanks to my wonderful editor Stefanie. Thanks also to the members of THE Book Club on Facebook who have allowed me to use their names as character in this book. To my dear friend, Joseph for his input and superb proof reading.
Finally I’d like to thank Karri Klawiter for the superb artwork as always, you’re a very talented lady.
Table of Contents
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
WRONG PLACE
By M A Comley
Prologue
He watched her serve and flirt with the other customers. Periodically, she flashed him a toothy smile, showing off her flawless white teeth, which glistened under the lights directed at the bar. He returned her smile and added a wink for good measure. He knew women like her wanted to feel special. The pretty woman, who had insisted that he call her Brenda, fluttered her eyelashes at him as colour highlighted her slightly plump cheeks.
Another half an hour, and he would need to be on his way. The question was: had he achieved what he’d set out to do? He received his answer when she topped up his drink. She leaned in close and whispered seductively, “I should be clear of this place in forty-five minutes, Scott.”
He raised an eyebrow and grinned. He was always amused to hear the girls call him Scott. “What are you suggesting?”
“You know. Surely, I don’t have to spell it out for you. You seem an intelligent enough man.”
If only you knew! He glanced at his wrist and tapped his watch. “The thing is, I have an early start in the morning. Any chance you can get off sooner?”
Her eyes widened, and she peered over her shoulder at the other staff members, who were milling around or flitting between the bar and the kitchen area. “I’ll see what I can do.” She gave him a wink.
Scott resisted the temptation to punch the air. He placed a hand over Brenda’s as she pushed his pint towards him. “You won’t regret it. You have my word on that. I’ll drink this and wait for you outside in the car park.”
She smiled nervously and withdrew her hand. “Okay. I’ll look forward to that.”
During the next ten minutes, he noticed her clutching first her head, then her stomach. Finally, another barmaid, a motherly looking woman, asked if she was all right.
“Actually, I feel like shit. Not sure I can continue tonight. Do you think Greg would mind if I called it a night? I’ve been tidying up as I go, so there shouldn’t be too much mess to clear up once the final punter goes home.”
“Go on. I’ll cover for you, love. Dan is on nights tonight, anyway, so there’s no need for me to rush home. You should check with Greg first, though.”
Scott had heard enough. He downed the rest of his pint and slipped out of the pub. He moved his car around the corner, out of sight of any cameras, and waited. His palms were greasy with sweat as he anticipated Brenda’s arrival. Five minutes later, she appeared in the doorway of the pub. He thumped his horn once to gain her attention.
Brenda trotted across the pavement to meet him. The engine roared into life as she opened the door and fell into the passenger seat. “Where are we going?” she asked breathlessly.
“I know a nice spot down by the river, or we could go back to my hotel if you like?”
“The river sounds more romantic.” She giggled like an excited teenager.
Scott inserted the CD he’d picked out especially for the trip, and the soothing voice of Luther Vandross filled the car. Brenda leaned back against the headrest and began humming to the tune. Everything was going according to plan.
Ten minutes later, they were parked on the edge of the softly flowing river at Acle, a pretty, touristy site that he knew well. He switched off the engine then twisted in his seat to face her. With his gaze fixed on hers, he unclipped both of their seatbelts and slowly ran his hand up her bare thigh. The way she was dressed and her welcoming smile had attracted him the most at the beginning of the evening.
“Hey, slow down, honey.” She flirtatiously slapped his hand away.
He knew what type of games women liked to play before they spread their legs for him. However, for some reason, he was eager to get down to business. His hand swiftly disappeared up her skirt. She sucked in a startled breath. The whites of her eyes lit up the car. He covered her mouth with his and felt her succumb willingly to the desire he was bestowing upon her.