Bryson’s mind raced, a plan forming. “Round up some reinforcements.
Let’s divert those guards’ attention.”
“Do you have enough men? I’ll have Dotson rally his crew to lend a hand,” Hannah chimed in.
Caleb acknowledged the plan. “Thanks, Miss Moore. I’ll need all the help I can get.”
“OK. I’ll ask them to contact you soon. Tonight is the perfect opportunity to save those folks. The more time that passes, the greater chance of being detected.”
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“Got it, Miss Moore.”
Hannah hung up the phone and sent Dotson a message, telling him to get in touch with Caleb and make plans.
As the car pulled up to the gates of Compton Manor, the night enveloped them, the only illumination coming from distant street lamps.
Through the window, they surveyed the darkened estate, a palpable silence hanging in the air.
As Hannah unbuckled her seatbelt, Bryson caught her wrist. “Hold on a sec…”
She turned, finding his gaze locked with hers, his face approaching.
“You.
Unconsciously, Hannah held up her hand. But Bryson had anticipated her reaction, seized it, and pressed down to the opposite side of the seat.
Hannah instinctively slumped into the seat beneath his force, realizing what he wanted. Gazing upward at him, she complained, “You always pull this move. Can’t you mix it up a bit?”
Bryson raised an eyebrow teasingly. “Oh? And what kind of innovation were you hoping for?”
His emphasis on “innovation” elicited a playful giggle from Hannah.
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“You’re toeing the line there, mister!”
Bryson’s smirk widened. “Well, that depends on…”
He massaged her forehead and, after a pause, asked, “What’s on your mind?”
“I’m pondering…” Hannah leaned in and gently pressed her Lips against Bryson’s, which felt a tad cold.
All of a sudden, she gave his lip a sharp bite!
“Ouch!”
At the sound of Bryson’s grunt, Hannah pulled away. Seeing his lips now red and puffy, she flashed a grin and warned, “Try lying to me again, and I’ll really take a chunk out of you!”
Bryson couldn’t help but laugh. He relaxed his hold on Hannah’s wrist and lightly brushed her lips with his finger. “You’re quite the fierce one.”