COLD VALLEY NIGHTMARE: a kidnapping, a murder, and a woman who won't give in by Anna Willett

Author:Anna Willett [Willett, Anna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: THE BOOK FOLKS best-selling crime thriller and suspense publisher
Published: 2019-03-05T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-one

Damon’s voice sounded distant and weary as it came through the speakers and filled the Saab.

“The cops are here. They’ve got us waiting. My guess is the detectives handling the bodies in the forest are on their way. We’ve reported two possible crimes in two days. I reckon they’ll have plenty of questions.”

Lucy’s mind was still playing catch up, trying to make sense of what he was telling her. Marina Plick’s home was a crime scene. Maybe even a murder scene.

Lucy almost missed the turn she’d been looking for but miraculously managed to check her mirror and apply the brakes without causing havoc on the street.

“What about Marina? Any sign of her?” she asked.

“No, nothing. But something nasty has gone down in that house. Whether Marina is a victim or not is still anyone’s guess.”

Something nasty. The words made her shiver. It was no use trying to keep driving, not while she was struggling to get her brain around the grim news, so she decided to pull over on Janice’s quiet street.

The next question was the hardest. “And Clem, do you think… Is he…?”

There was a second’s silence before Damon answered and in that short time, Lucy’s imagination threw up a horrific image: Clem’s clear blue eyes clouded and milky in death. “No. No indication that anything happened to him here. No sign that he was ever in the house either.”

Lucy released her grip on the steering wheel and let her hands fall into her lap.

“Lucy?” Damon’s voice sounded worried. “Are you still there?”

“Yes. Yes, I’m here.” Her throat was dry, but she managed to get the words out. “Sorry, just thinking.”

“Are you okay?”

This time when she answered she made an effort to keep her tone relaxed, “I’m fine, really.”

She hated making him worry, especially when he was the one at the bloody crime scene. “I should be asking you that after what you’ve just discovered.” She rubbed her hands together and stared over the steering wheel at the burgeoning spring flowers growing wild along the side of the road. “Are you all right? Is Brock okay?”

He gave a short laugh and she could almost see him, whiskey-coloured eyes and crooked smile, keeping his cool and making sure she was okay before worrying about himself. The image helped soothed her nerves.

“We’re good, but I don’t know how long they’ll keep us hanging around. Don’t wait for me. I don’t think we’re getting out of here anytime soon. I’ll meet you back at the motel, okay?”

She agreed and told him she was on her way to talk to Janice. Before disconnecting, Lucy wanted to tell him how much she loved him and how he didn’t need to worry about her because hearing his voice made everything okay, but suddenly it seemed silly. They would see each other in an hour or so. It would be easier to say the words when his arms were around her and her head was pressed to his chest, so she fell back on what she always did and made a joke.

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