Blackout by Kaitlyn Cross

Author:Kaitlyn Cross [Cross, Kaitlyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2018-03-28T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter19

After following Roscoe back to his apartment, where he apparently called it a night, Holden dropped Malin off at her car near the coffee shop downtown. The wind blew through her hair as the Miata slipped through the glowing streets with the top down. Glancing at the round headlights in the rearview mirror, the touch of a grin curled the corners of her lips. The last thing she wanted right now was to be alone. Parking in her lot, she shut the engine off and grabbed her cellphone from the console. The thin phone banged against the edge of the seat and slipped from her fingers, sliding down between the console and seat.

“Shit,” she whispered, easing a splayed hand down into the dark crevice where loose cigarettes and sticks of gum went to die. Squeezing in up to her wrist, her fingertips hit metal, knocking the phone further down. “Damn.” Malin bent over and reached under the front of the seat, feeling around in the dark while imagining a giant spider lying in wait, glistening fangs poised to strike. Her fingers combed the carpet, coming across things that felt like a shriveled Cheeto, an individually wrapped drinking straw, and a folded piece of paper. Pulling the paper out, she sat up and screamed when someone rapped on her window. Malin opened the car door, bringing on the dome light.

“Lose something?” Holden asked, peering inside.

“My phone slid under the seat,” she replied, unfolding a small piece of paper.

“What’s that?”

“I don’t know,” she admitted, knitting her brow and reading the messy handwriting.

“What’s it say?”

Frowning, Malin handed him the note and listened to him read it aloud.

“You want me gone? Then I’m taking Jonny with me.” Holden looked up, forehead wrinkling. “What the hell does that mean?”

“I have no idea,” she replied, getting out of the car and searching under the seat again. Her fingertips pulled the phone out and the radio turned on, blasting Radiohead’s Creep and making her hit her head on the steering wheel. She scrambled to lower the volume, switching the knob on and off and exhaling into the abrupt silence that followed. “Let’s get out of here, this car is starting to freak me out” she said, locking the Miata up.

“What do you mean?”

Malin pulled open the heavy glass door and lead Holden upstairs, recounting the way her car tried to cook her in the bar’s parking lot. Inside her apartment, she poured tequila shots and grabbed some craft beers from the fridge, a determined glimmer planted in her eyes. “My brain is so scarred after seeing Roscoe do that, I’m going to have to commit myself before I hurt someone.”

“You?” Holden rested his hands on his hips, examining the framed pictures adorning the walls and shelves. “I’ve got to work with the guy!”

Sneaking a peek at the rounded back pockets of his jeans, Malin popped the bottle caps with the full finger ring on her middle finger – a nifty trick she learned from Roxanna back in high school.

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