Goody Two Shoes (Invertary 2)

Josh blinked hard as the words registered. “He took her?”

The cop shook his head. “He was rescuing her. The press cornered them at the local supermarket and they ran.”

“Great.” Mitch threw up his hands in disgust. “I bet they have some fantastic shots of your fiancée running with your doppelganger. People will think it’s you.”

Although Josh sympathised that his best friend had one more press relations nightmare to deal with, now wasn’t the time. “Focus on that later. Right now we need to go get Caroline.”

Mitch spun to face him. “Are you nuts? You can’t go. That will make things worse. It’ll be a paparazzi feeding frenzy if you turn up.”

Josh went toe to toe with his best friend. “Don’t even try to stop me.”

Caroline may think she could deal with everything, but being trapped by a screaming horde of photographers was scary as hell, even for the most seasoned celebrity. There was no way Josh wasn’t going to rescue his woman.

“Fine.” Mitch poked Josh in the chest. “I warned you. It’s your career. Your suicide.”

“Exactly.” Josh took another step towards Mitch.

There was a high-pitched whistle. Mitch and Josh turned towards the cop. “Boys,” Donaldson said. “Focus.”

Josh ripped his angry gaze from his best friend.

“We’ll follow you,” Mitch told the cop.

Donaldson sped away in his police car as Mitch and Josh climbed into Mitch’s SUV. The drive was short. As they pulled through the gates to the cemetery, Josh could see the rounded top of the phallic brick building above the trees.

“They should have knocked that monstrosity down, not restored it.” Mitch spoke Josh’s mind.

The noisy crowd of photographers and cameramen came into view. Amongst the paparazzi were a few reputable TV stations. They were riled up, acting with a pack mentality. They were out for blood. Preferably Caroline’s, but Josh’s would do just the same.

Mitch was grim-faced. “How we going to handle this?”

Josh studied the crowd. “I’m hoping they’ll see me and it’ll take their attention away from the folly long enough to get Caroline out.”

“I don’t like it.”

“I didn’t ask you.”

“You never do, but I’m always the one cleaning up after you.”

Josh ignored Mitch’s grumbling and climbed out of the car. He walked over to Donaldson’s cop car. The cop fell into step beside him. The two of them moved towards the crowd. J

osh knew it was a matter of seconds before he was spotted. Except no one even turned in their direction. The crowd’s attention was firmly fixed on the building in front of them.

“Step away from the folly!” A loud voice, clearly shouting through a bullhorn, was aimed at the crowd.

Josh turned to the cop with a questioning look.

Donaldson shook his head. “It’s not one of my staff. Maybe it’s one of Lake’s guys?”

“What guys?” Lake jogged up beside them. “I heard and came right over.”

Josh pointed towards the building. “Is that one of your guys on the horn?”

Lake shook his head, his lips pursed into a tight line. “The only guys I have here are the ones I brought with me. Maybe it’s her bodyguard?”

“Can’t be.” Mitch stared at his feet as he spoke. “I sent him for a break when I arrived.”

The rest of the men glared at him, and he had the good sense to look apologetic.