Dangerous Place For Love

Dangerous Place For
Love

By Sam Crescent

Copyright 2012 by Sam
Crescent

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Dangerous Place For Love

Sam Crescent

Chapter One

The plane was going down and Erik
Coldwell didn’t know how to stop it. The engines were on fire, the
crew were dead and all he had to show for his effort was a
whimpering woman, Kelly O’Donald. Great. His life couldn’t get any
fucking better.

“
We’ve got to get off this
plane,” he shouted above the howling wind and alarms blaring
throughout the aircraft.

Kelly sat huddled against one of the
chairs. Her tears and whimpers were driving him crazy. The mission
had been simple. To take Arthur O’Donald’s daughter to a secure
location on the coast of Italy to one of his many villas. What Erik
hadn’t taken into account were the few extra men on board who had
killed the whole crew.

Running fingers through his hair, he
glanced all around him trying to think on his feet. Situations like
these called for fast and quick decisions.

Working for drug runners was going to
be the death of him. At least he could finish one mission, which
was to keep Kelly safe. He took hold of the screaming blonde and
pushed her to the front of the plane and into the main cockpit. The
door was still secured. He rummaged through the supplies, looking
for anything to help him make the jump out of the plane. It helped
if he didn’t allow himself to think, only to act.

It had been years since he’d taken the
lessons but he didn’t have much choice. He would have to go by
instinct and the vague information he could recall from his
lessons. Glancing at his watch, he tried to determine where they
would be flying over.

“
They’re all dead,” Kelly
whispered from behind him.

Erik turned to talk to her and held
himself still. A gun was pointed at his chest.

“
Now, sweet thing. Where
did you get the gun?” he asked.

The killing device in her hand shook
and he knew, even though her father had a reputation for killing
people, Kelly had never hurt anyone. Her blue eyes were wild and
the hysteria she tried to control was close to the surface. He saw
all of her reactions and knew he had to contain it.

A gun going off right now would end
both of them.

“
I’m here to help you,” he
soothed, taking a small step forward but holding his hands in the
air in surrender.

“
You killed
them.”

“
I took out the men who
posed a threat. They were here to kill you, Kelly. You know that.”
Another step moved forward and her eyes darted over his
shoulder.

“
They said I’d be
safe.”

Erik blinked and placed his hand over
the barrel of the gun. “You are safe. I’m here and I’ll never let
anything happen to you.”

Slowly he took the gun out of her hand
and pulled her close to his body as her sobs filled the air. He
didn’t have much time. The plane was going down and there would be
a small window of opportunity for him to get them to
safety.

“
They said I’d be safe,”
she whispered again and Erik closed his eyes. She wasn’t ready for
what the world was about to do to her. He hoped after this next
obstacle, she’d be strong enough to pull through.

His life and her life depended on
it.

“
We need to get out of this
plane.”

“
How?”

“
You’re going to have to
trust me.”

Erik found the parachute he was
looking for. He would have to quickly secure her and make do with
what he remembered from his jumping days. He’d promised to keep her
safe and until he died, that was exactly what he was going to
do.

“
I need you to hold onto
me.”

“
Are we about to get
stranded in the ocean?” She glanced outside the window and he knew
she wouldn’t see much. Night was the worst time to consider a jump
let alone jumping with a burning and falling plane around
you.

“
Let’s hope there are no
sharks,” he teased.

Erik took her hand and pulled her to
his body. “I want you to face me. Wrap your arms around me and no
matter what, don’t let go.” He instructed her on the best way to
secure herself. Trying to keep his voice calm and giving as much
information as he could. Once he opened the door they’d be sucked
out into the night air with only luck on their sides.

Erik said a quick prayer, closed his
eyes and allowed himself to drift.

He couldn’t do this if he heard her
fear. He broke himself off from the feelings and from thinking.
Common sense wouldn’t do in this situation.

He opened the exit door and the wind
sucked them out.

Chapter Two

Three weeks
later...

Kelly gazed out at the endless view of
ocean. If someone was to tell her, she would get sick and tired of
seeing the still blue waters she would have laughed at them.
Looking around her, Kelly would gladly replace the scenery with a
busy and dirty working city any day of the week. For three weeks
she’d stood in this spot and glanced out looking, for any sign of
life. No boats, no planes, nothing. She was totally alone with one
of the hunkiest, scariest men on the earth and she’d rather be back
in a stinking city.

Bending down, she picked up a shell
and launched it into the vast blue. She watched it skim the water
for a few seconds before it landed and sunk.

“
No matter how many times
you throw stuff in, it isn’t going to change,” Erik said coming to
stand beside her.

They were lucky. The plane had been a
few miles from a little island. She still shuddered, remembering
the impact of the water on her body. The worst kind of belly flop
in the world.

“
I want to get home,” she
complained. Kelly wanted to know what was going on. Her secrets ran
deep. Her father had been a drug cartel. A crook of the highest
order and Kelly had finally found a way of getting rid of his sorry
ass. For years she watched her father parade woman after woman
inside their house in front of her mother.

As a young girl she hadn’t thought
anything about the constant supply of women in her home until she
grew up. The moans and groans sickened her and soon she found
herself listening to the staff and the talk that went on behind
closed doors.

Being a young girl no one took much
notice of her, and they believed she was in her own little world
when in truth she was listening to every single word they said.
Kelly use to watch her mother and see the tears of despair in her
eyes. When her mother thought no one was looking, she would sit and
gaze out of the window sobbing. It broke Kelly’s heart to see her
lovely mum so heartbroken.

When she finally grew up and moved
away to attend college and get some work experience, she had the
time to find more information out about the man she called a
father. Once she started finding out more about her father and his
business dealings, Kelly found, she wished she hadn’t. There were
tons of articles and newspaper clippings not to mention the gossip
surrounding her father and the family. Soon, some of the women she
recognised as having been paraded through her home, were now on the
lost newspaper pages of missing people.

When her mother died, she left her a
small inheritance and a letter. A letter so informed and detailed,
it had shredded all of Kelly’s ideals and spun her little world on
its axis. Her mother and father’s marriage had been the result of
some bargaining chip. Arthur, her father, had used her mother to
gain ground on the drug export business.

The final words written in the
letter...

I know you’ll probably
think a little less of me, but I thought I loved your father. I’ve
since learnt differently. Everything that has happened is my fault.
I should have realised I wouldn’t get away from this hell. But,
baby, I can’t be ashamed of everything I got. I had you and you’ve
been the best daughter a woman like me could ask for.

All I ask of you, honey,
is don’t become a pawn in this vicious game. Your father will use
you to his advantage.

Get out, get out and stay
out.

I’m sorry you’ll be alone
but I offer you my love and pray I will be watching over you.
Love,