Break for Me by Shiloh Walker

Author:Shiloh Walker
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: St. Martin’s Press

Chapter Five

It was oddly silent as the techs went over the car.

Jensen’s phone had rang three times and on the fourth, she’d pulled it from her pocket, muted it, and then put it on the nearby table. Now she stood, staring at the car with her arms wrapped around her midsection and her gaze locked almost blindly on the mud-caked vehicle.

She barely moved.

She barely seemed to breathe.

Her skin was pale and her knuckles all but bloodless as she gripped her elbows, like she had to have something to hold onto, otherwise, she’d fly apart.

One of the techs dropped a whisk brush and the sound of it clattered through the surreal silence. Jensen jumped, the sound of her gasp striking him in the heart.

From two feet away, he couldn’t reach out and touch her the way he wanted to, the way he needed to. He tried to catch her eyes, but she couldn’t seem to look at anything but the car.

Dean wasn’t really surprised. But he hated the silence, the almost oppressive atmosphere that had fallen across the area. He suspected Burt had spoken with the team. Little wonder they were showing respect for Jensen and the work itself was grim, even though there was little more than mud and a lot of debris in the car.

A whole hell of a lot of water. Damn. It was still leaking from the car, even now. From inside the car, from the trunk, under the hood. Everywhere, puddling all over the floor. It was a mess he was glad he wouldn’t have to clean up.

The crime scene techs were careful and thorough, he couldn’t fault them on anything and he was watching, watching them damn close.

Jensen’s gaze kept traveling over the car and he knew she wanted to be the one searching over it, even though she had to realize the same thing he already knew.

The chances of finding much of anything were slim to none.

That car had been in the river a good long time. It had disappeared the same night her mother had and if the car had gone into the river the night she went missing …

Hell.

“It’s time to open the trunk,” Burt said, his voice echoing, too loudly, in the strained, silent air.

Burt cut Jensen a look, almost like he was asking permission.

Dean knew that wasn’t the case.

He was asking if she was ready.

She stood there, her slim fingers going up to toy with the necklace she always wore. The charm that hung from it was silver, a slim little bar, set with a ruby in the center.

Her index finger rubbed over the ruby, again and again and after almost thirty seconds had passed, she finally dragged her gaze away from the car and looked at Burt.

A single nod and then she went back to staring at the car.

Fuck this, he thought, closing the distance between them. Her left hand hung in a fist at her side now and he reached down, caught it in his.

The second he did, her hand clamped around his in a vise, her grip tight and desperate.

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