clearly thought someone at his company had done something illegal. And now…this guy came to my office a week ago and wanted to know about the same code. He said he worked with Peter.”
“What’d he look like?”
“Tall. Dark hair. Brown eyes.”
“That describes half of Texas.”
The guy just shook his head.
“Why come after Amber?”
“I just…I saw them talking the night I met with Peter. I thought she might know something about what Peter was looking into. I just…I thought if I knew what he was after, I might know what this other man was after.”
I looked up at my car, but I couldn’t see anything more than the back of the front seats.
“She doesn’t know anything. Stay away from her, understand?”
“Yeah.”
“But that other guy…” I reached into my back pocket, pulling out one of Megan’s business cards, and tossed it onto his chest. “If he shows up again, call this number. Tell them it’s about Peter.”
The man nodded more enthusiastically than the moment required.
I stood up and moved back, ejecting the cartridge from the gun and watching as it bounced across his chest.
“Remember what I said.”
The guy nodded again. Then he rolled over and crawled into his car. He was gone before I even got back to my own car.
That was…odd. There was something strange going on here. But before I could analyze it, Amber screamed.
Chapter 6
Amber
The pains in my back were super regular, coming every two to three minutes. And now they were radiating around to my lower belly. I wanted to tell Cole, but then that car showed up and he pulled out that gun and…then my water broke.
Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
I leaned forward as another pain burst through me. I could see Cole standing over that man, talking to him with the gun pointed at him. It scared the crap out of me to see that gun. Some of my mom’s “boyfriends” liked guns. I tried to stay as far away from them as possible.
The pain passed and I sat up, watching them again in the rearview mirror. But then another pain. They were coming faster and faster. I needed to tell Cole, but I was afraid if I stood up, this baby would just slide right out of me.
How could I be in labor now? The baby wasn’t due for three more weeks. And they told me that a first time labor lasts days and days. How could this be happening?
Another pain and I wasn’t sure I could stand it. I bit my lip, trying to hold back the scream that was building in my chest. This couldn’t be happening. Not now. I just lost my job and I was sitting in a car in the middle of nowhere, waiting for my baby’s uncle to stop harassing some guy with a gun.
What if the guy attacked Cole? What if he got the gun from him? What if they killed each other in this stupid show of masculinity? Who’d get me to a hospital?
Oh, God! I needed drugs!
I heard the man’s car pull away, but another pain was slicing through me so I didn’t see where it went or who was driving it. This time the pain in my back didn’t relent. And then it intensified, moving around my belly until it felt like I was in some sort of vice. And there was pressure…so much pressure…
I screamed.
Cole was suddenly there, wrenching open the car door.
“What? What’s the matter?”
“The baby’s coming!”
“What do you mean, the baby’s coming? I thought you had a couple more weeks!”
“He’s coming right now. I can feel him.” I looked at him, panic rushing through me like a sudden storm. “What are we going to do? There’s no hospital! No clinic!”
The shock and fear that had been in Cole’s eyes a second ago suddenly vanished. He took my face in his hands and moved so close that I could feel his breath washing over me.
“Take a deep breath and tell me exactly what’s happening.”
“My water broke. And now the contractions are right on top of each other.”
Even as I said the words, another one grasped my lower belly, and that pressure was back. I felt this sudden
The 12 NAs of Christmas, Chelsea M. Cameron