Carbon-14: The Shroud of Turin (An Amari Johnston Novel) by Williams R.A

Author:Williams, R.A. [Williams, R.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-09-17T22:00:00+00:00

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The doorbell rang. Amari startled awake and came up from the bed so fast she felt dizzy. The doorbell rang again, then rapping on the door. It rang again, rap-rap-rap-rap! She snapped open the nightstand drawer and grabbed her gun, a compact 9mm Beretta registered to her dad. Who could it be? Her attacker from the library?

A muffled voice came from the door. “Amari, it’s me. Kevin.”

She sighed in relief and put the gun back where she found it. She hated guns, but her dad had insisted she keep it.

Rap-rap-rap-rap!

“Hold on, Kevin, I’m coming,” she yelled.

She slid her feet into her slippers, then went to the bathroom and splashed water on her face. She was still stunned about what had happened, not even sure what had happened. It was like a dream—or nightmare. She hadn’t had time to sort her emotions. She just talked to the police for a while, came home with her dad, and finally fell asleep with him still there. She vaguely remembered him kissing her on the forehead and leaving just before dawn.

And then Kevin woke her. She splashed more water on her face. She dried it with a towel and noticed her reflection in the mirror. She looked like crap, no makeup, her hair was a mess—and fear showed in her eyes. She wet a wash cloth and held the cool wetness against her eyes, hoping it would somehow ease the tension in her facial muscles. She couldn’t let him see her fear. She had to put on a brave face.

The doorbell rang, rap, rap, rap!

“Hold on, I said I’m coming!” she yelled and put on her robe. She tied the belt around her waist as she made her way into the den. “Here goes,” she muttered to herself. “I hope he buys it.”

She looked through the peephole. She had visual confirmation. It was Kevin. She slid the dead bolt open, unhooked the chain, and opened the door.

“Kevin?” she said, squinting from the sunlight flooding in. “What time is it?”

“It’s 10 o’clock.”

“Oh,” she said and stepped aside. She closed the door behind him.

“I heard what happened,” he said breathlessly. “It’s all over campus. That Shroud protest girl was attacked at the library. Are you okay?”

“Yeah, Kevin, I’m fine. This wasn’t my first go around,” she assured him—and herself. “I can take care of myself. You want coffee?”

“You almost got killed and you ask if I want coffee?”

“Uh, excuse me, but I beat the crap out of that guy. I’m surprised he’s still alive. They found a blood trail so I know he’s hurt. I need to ask my dad if they checked all the hospitals.”

She rubbed at her eyes and yawned for effect, to show how relaxed she was. “I can’t believe you saw me like this. Why didn’t you call?”

“I did, all I got was a busy signal.”

“Phone must be off the hook. Sorry.”

“You’ve got a bruise on your chin. And look at your wrists!”

She held up her wrists and noticed it for the first time.

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