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there.”
This made her giggle. “Bye, Daddy. I’m sending you a big kiss and slobbery lick from Barnabus.”
He laughed. “I’m looking forward to receiving both in person.”
When he disconnected, Liam took a shuddery breath. No one was indispensible, right? Tobin and his team were going to have to find someone else to assist them. Whatever happened over the next few hours, Liam couldn’t let a fucking terrorist destroy his holiday plans with his daughter.
D espite her brave words to Liam, Jill was shaking inside. Having her hopes and dreams for her new career blown up had affected her more than she cared to admit. What if Liam hadn’t warned them and evacuated the hotel? She, Olivia, and everyone else in the conference room would have died. Just like all those poor people across the world who’d lost their lives yesterday. Returning to work was an act of defiance that her rational side embraced but that her emotional side recoiled against.
“Morning, Ms. Bekele.” One of the heavily armed policemen held the door open for her. “Any problems, we’re right outside.”
She plastered a determined smile onto her face. “Thanks. I appreciated it.”
The instant Jill stepped into the Blush Shoppe store, her breath caught. “Oh, my.”
Many of the women who’d attended the launch party the previous evening were lined up inside the store, laden with goods. Jill glanced at her watch but she was right on time.
“They were waiting outside when I arrived,” said Marie, her assistant. “I didn’t want to leave them in the cold.”
“You did right.” Tears welled up in Jill’s eyes when she turned to her customers. “Thank you so much for coming. I was expecting the shop to be empty today.”
“Oh, no,” said one woman with curly black hair. “We’re not letting a terrorist win.”
The others nodded and expressed similar sentiments.
Jill beamed at the crowd. “We’ll do our best to make your trip to Blush Shoppe well worth it.”
The customers cheered and clapped and were soon being escorted to the various displays of vibrators, sexy lingerie, and other intimate goods stocked by Blush Shoppe.
Jill, Marie, and the other assistants were rushed off their feet. All day long, the store was packed with customers, some who wanted to be measured for a custom Luxe product, others who wished to have their purchases gift wrapped in Blush Shoppe’s signature red and gold colors—perfect for the festive season. The mood was upbeat and defiant and a definite up yours to The Ghost.
The hours flew by. When closing time finally rolled round, Jill was exhausted. Her back ached, and her nerves were frayed from constantly being on the alert. She was putting on a brave face for her staff and the customers, but the stress and lack of sleep was taking its toll. And no, the sludge-like coffee had done little to jolt her into a more wakeful state.
At six o’clock, she let her assistants leave for their Christmas festivities while she stayed and tallied the accounts. She glanced up from the cash register from time to time, but the policemen were still at the entrance, bouncing on their heels to ward off the cold, clearly impatient to go home for their dinner.
Her mobile phone buzzed. Her heart leaped when she saw that it was Liam’s number. “Any news?”
“They’re still searching but they think he’s already fled the country. I spent the day looking through footage from surveillance cameras around Cork City to see if I recognized him.”
“Any luck?”
“No. The cameras opposite the Sheldon are broken.” He paused, and she felt his hesitation down the line. “Listen, I have to leave for the airport in a few minutes. I don’t think I’ll be able to see you before I fly. I’m cutting it fine as it is.”
“That’s okay,” she said, feeling a sinking sensation in her stomach. “Have a safe flight.”
“Thanks. I’ll call you tomorrow, okay? And Jill?” She heard his hesitation down the line,
This made her giggle. “Bye, Daddy. I’m sending you a big kiss and slobbery lick from Barnabus.”
He laughed. “I’m looking forward to receiving both in person.”
When he disconnected, Liam took a shuddery breath. No one was indispensible, right? Tobin and his team were going to have to find someone else to assist them. Whatever happened over the next few hours, Liam couldn’t let a fucking terrorist destroy his holiday plans with his daughter.
D espite her brave words to Liam, Jill was shaking inside. Having her hopes and dreams for her new career blown up had affected her more than she cared to admit. What if Liam hadn’t warned them and evacuated the hotel? She, Olivia, and everyone else in the conference room would have died. Just like all those poor people across the world who’d lost their lives yesterday. Returning to work was an act of defiance that her rational side embraced but that her emotional side recoiled against.
“Morning, Ms. Bekele.” One of the heavily armed policemen held the door open for her. “Any problems, we’re right outside.”
She plastered a determined smile onto her face. “Thanks. I appreciated it.”
The instant Jill stepped into the Blush Shoppe store, her breath caught. “Oh, my.”
Many of the women who’d attended the launch party the previous evening were lined up inside the store, laden with goods. Jill glanced at her watch but she was right on time.
“They were waiting outside when I arrived,” said Marie, her assistant. “I didn’t want to leave them in the cold.”
“You did right.” Tears welled up in Jill’s eyes when she turned to her customers. “Thank you so much for coming. I was expecting the shop to be empty today.”
“Oh, no,” said one woman with curly black hair. “We’re not letting a terrorist win.”
The others nodded and expressed similar sentiments.
Jill beamed at the crowd. “We’ll do our best to make your trip to Blush Shoppe well worth it.”
The customers cheered and clapped and were soon being escorted to the various displays of vibrators, sexy lingerie, and other intimate goods stocked by Blush Shoppe.
Jill, Marie, and the other assistants were rushed off their feet. All day long, the store was packed with customers, some who wanted to be measured for a custom Luxe product, others who wished to have their purchases gift wrapped in Blush Shoppe’s signature red and gold colors—perfect for the festive season. The mood was upbeat and defiant and a definite up yours to The Ghost.
The hours flew by. When closing time finally rolled round, Jill was exhausted. Her back ached, and her nerves were frayed from constantly being on the alert. She was putting on a brave face for her staff and the customers, but the stress and lack of sleep was taking its toll. And no, the sludge-like coffee had done little to jolt her into a more wakeful state.
At six o’clock, she let her assistants leave for their Christmas festivities while she stayed and tallied the accounts. She glanced up from the cash register from time to time, but the policemen were still at the entrance, bouncing on their heels to ward off the cold, clearly impatient to go home for their dinner.
Her mobile phone buzzed. Her heart leaped when she saw that it was Liam’s number. “Any news?”
“They’re still searching but they think he’s already fled the country. I spent the day looking through footage from surveillance cameras around Cork City to see if I recognized him.”
“Any luck?”
“No. The cameras opposite the Sheldon are broken.” He paused, and she felt his hesitation down the line. “Listen, I have to leave for the airport in a few minutes. I don’t think I’ll be able to see you before I fly. I’m cutting it fine as it is.”
“That’s okay,” she said, feeling a sinking sensation in her stomach. “Have a safe flight.”
“Thanks. I’ll call you tomorrow, okay? And Jill?” She heard his hesitation down the line,
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