CALLEN (Second Chance Novels Book 3) by Michaels Kemmie

Author:Michaels, Kemmie [Michaels, Kemmie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bruce Street Publications, LLC
Published: 2015-05-28T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

CALLEN

Three days of prison lockdown and chosen isolation end with a call from Stoneridge inviting me back to my office. To keep up appearances, I show up with celebration donuts in my hands.

"I'm almost done here," I smile. "How many more chances will I have to bring you an inappropriate amount of unhealthy food?"

Sentiments of thanks accompany the piranha-like consumption as I make my way easily to my desk. A sense of satisfaction should settle through me, but can't. The three days of isolation has proven one thing: Quinn was right. I have no satisfaction with my kill. At first, I couldn't understand why. Now, however, I understand perfectly: four words.

Bennett spoke exactly four words which simply won't leave my brain, and the same four words push my need for further revenge over the edge: Look close, you jackass.

The same words explain everything. Until the hit man is caught, Evvie can't rest. Who knows how many innocents that man has killed? Bringing him the same brand of justice is right, and Evvie will finally have peace. I will find closure.

Unfortunately, however, three days of constant self-analysis didn't bring with them any epiphanies where Quinn is involved. I've been walking a thin line between mission point and attraction with her, and I would have tilted toward attraction too soon if she hadn't stopped me. She was spot-on when she called my attempted kiss a reaction to what I did. That moment echoed through my head all three days, as did John Bennett's final taunt. I can't allow those two opposites to mix. I have to finish what I started.

Look close, you jackass. I silently vow to do exactly that while I finish my few final shifts at the prison. I've long since completed my report, so I use my computer access to the jail's database to cross-reference inmates with the skills and personality to pull off a skilled hit with those who weren't incarcerated at the time of her death. No matter how far I widen the parameters, no one fits the bill.

Look close, you jackass.

A sick thought wrenches my gut. Close may have nothing to do with proximity, but rather someone close to me in my personal life. I find the concept impossible. None would hurt me this way. My friends are few, and each is loyal. The concept of close must have another connotation I'm not aware of.

Another few minutes pass before I accept what must be reality. Bennett was determined to torture me with those words, causing me to question my friends' loyalties…and I allowed him to succeed. I guess I am a jackass. I may not believe those words, but they do propel me forward. Close or not, I will find the hit man and dispatch him as efficiently as I did Bennett. The task may be difficult, but I will succeed.

What may be more difficult is walking to Quinn's office to greet her. I left her on an ugly note three days ago, and I haven't had the balls to contact her since.

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