Cold Hearted (Cold Justice Book 6) by Toni Anderson

Author:Toni Anderson [Anderson, Toni]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery, Suspense
ISBN: 9780994870100
Publisher: Toni Anderson
Published: 2016-05-30T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Darsh knew exactly what he wanted when he followed Erin into the lonely isolated farmhouse she called home. It didn’t involve sleeping in the spare room. Cold moonlight shone through the thin kitchen drapes, casting an eerie light over an almost austere setting. She flicked on the light switch, but nothing happened.

The hair on his neck stood up as she swore.

It probably wasn’t healthy that his mind immediately went to “serial killer,” but his line of work tended to make him inclined to assume the worst.

Erin cocked her head, listening intently. Her right hand rested on her weapon, proving he wasn’t the only one who was paranoid. “Furnace is still on, so electricity supply to the house is good. One of the breakers must have blown.”

He heard the sound of a drawer being opened and saw a flashlight beam track across the floor.

“This happen a lot?” he asked.

“No.”

Tension crackled between them. Sexual, personal, professional. You name it. They were wading neck-deep in it.

“Got another torch around here?” He’d tossed his in with his vest in the back of the car when he’d grabbed the go-bag he’d brought in with him.

“Torch?” she asked curiously.

“Flashlight,” he translated.

She snorted. “You can take the boy out of England, but you can’t take England out of the boy?” She dug into the drawer again, and something hit him in the stomach.

He grunted as he took it from her. “Thanks.” He turned it on and shone it around the huge kitchen. “Doesn’t it bother you, living so far from other people?”

She headed toward a door on the opposite side of the kitchen. It creaked when she opened it. “It took a bit of getting used to after growing up in Queens, but I’m okay now. The house shrieks and groans in the winter, but this doesn’t normally happen.”

“You think it’s a coincidence that there just happens to be a killer on the loose?” Darsh asked softly.

“Chief says we have the killer in custody.” She headed into the black pit of her basement.

“Which you don’t believe.” He followed her down the steep steps, not ashamed to have his SIG Sauer in hand.

She walked over to a fuse box, and he shone the flashlight into every crevice, behind every packing box.

“Got it.” The light in the kitchen came on and flooded down the wooden steps. “The kitchen lights and the clothes drier are on the same electrical circuit. I left the drier running this morning after I washed the sheets and headed out. Must have tripped.”

He nodded. “Maybe we should clear the house anyway?”

“Afraid of the boogey man?”

“They exist,” Darsh told her sincerely.

“You don’t really think someone would target me, do you?”

“Why risk it?”

“There were no tracks in the snow.”

“It only started falling this afternoon. Someone could have broken in earlier in the day and waited for you to come home.” Snow was both a blessing and a curse. It might tell someone about recent visitors to their door, but it wouldn’t tell them whether or not

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