A Secret to Die For by Lisa Harris

Author:Lisa Harris
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romantic Suspense;Women detectives—Fiction;Murder—Investigation—Fiction;Christian fiction;Mystery fiction;FIC042060;FIC042040;FIC027110
ISBN: 9781493415144
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2018-06-29T16:00:00+00:00

17

Nate stood at the gate listening to the audio transmission of Gracie’s conversation with Macbain. Did she really think he’d wait a half mile away while she talked to a crazy hermit? He was betting on Macbain coming outside to talk to Gracie, away from any surveillance screens he’d have inside the house. But even being this close didn’t stop the gnawing anxiety in his gut. What in the world had inspired her to hinge his interview with the man on an archery bet? Winning wasn’t going to get her off the hook, as far as he was concerned. He never should have brought her here and let her go in alone. Hadn’t he already learned that lesson? She was strong, he knew that. But strong didn’t always win.

“She’s really gotten under your skin, hasn’t she?”

Nate glanced at Paige, who’d waited with him along with a third car for backup in case things went south. “She’s vulnerable, after everything that’s happened.”

“Vulnerable is the last word I’d use for her.”

Maybe.

He pressed his finger against his earpiece and focused his attention back on the audio coming from Gracie’s phone.

“I had a daughter.” Gracie was talking again.

“What happened to her?”

“She died from cancer when she was five.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Me too . . . There’s more to think about than just yourself—”

The crack of a gun echoed in the distance.

Gracie said something he couldn’t understand.

“We’re going in now,” Nate shouted. “You two split up and take the perimeter. Keep your radios on. We need to know where that shot came from.”

Nate started running down the long drive. Had he heard the distress word? No. He was sure he hadn’t. Which meant he was probably overreacting. It was hunting season, and no doubt these woods were filled with deer, quail, and turkey. But he wasn’t taking any chances.

A branch snapped beneath his foot. He turned to the left as an explosion ripped through the trees in front of him. He could feel the heat burning the hair off his arms. He wiped the beads of sweat from his brow and started running toward the burning house. Gracie was in there. He had to save her . . .

A second later it was all gone.

He stopped in the middle of the drive. Silence surrounded him. He was imagining things. There was nothing there. No explosion. No fire. Nothing.

Nate’s radio buzzed. “Looks like the shot came from a couple of teens target shooting. Everything’s fine.”

Everything was fine. Maybe, but he needed to be sure.

“Wait for me at the gate,” Nate said. “I’m going in to talk to this guy.”

He ran the rest of the distance to the porch of the small wooden cabin. Forget what Macbain had said about trespassers on his property. He was finished playing games.

A man came around the side of the house with a rifle aimed at him. “Who are you?”

“Detective Nathaniel Quinn.” Nate aimed his own weapon back at the man before holding up his badge with his other hand. “Put the rifle down now.

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