DON'T LOOK AWAY - A Thrilling Suspense Novel - Book 1 of the Veronica Sloan Series by Kelly Leslie A

Author:Kelly, Leslie A. [Kelly, Leslie A.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Mystery, thriller
Publisher: LK Books
Published: 2013-04-28T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 11

JEREMY SYKES WASN’T a sexist.

In the six years he’d been with the FBI, he’d never treated a female colleague any differently than a male one. Respect, cooperation and courtesy were standard, no matter who he was dealing with. He would sooner have slit his wrists than make any woman he worked with think he didn’t believe her capable of doing her job, merely because of her sex.

But now…this…Jesus Christ.

He was having a hard time holding himself together. Because a part of him—a big part—wanted to pick-up Detective Veronica Sloan out of her chair, carry her out of this stuffy little computer lab, and take her home to bed.

Well, he’d wanted to take her home to bed for a long time. Since the first time they’d met. But today’s impulse had absolutely nothing to do with wanting to have sex with her. Right now, he simply wanted to hide her away, to put her in a comfortable, secure place, pull the covers up to her chin, and urge her to rest and recover. He didn’t want her to spend one more minute thinking about the gruesome, horrible things that had been done to an innocent woman named Leanne Carr. And oh, God, did he not want her to see them.

He’d never seen anything like it.

He never wanted to again.

He definitely never wanted to sit there while someone else—someone who’d recently been attacked by this same sick psychopath and was still weak and in pain from that attack—had to watch it as well.

“Stop. We can stop now,” he muttered through a dry mouth. They were sixty-eight minutes into the attack. Leanne was already on the ground, already alone, and had been for several minutes, her attacker having disappeared somewhere. They knew how this story ended and how the rest of this scene played out. The monster with the black shoes and the black pants and the miner’s light on his helmet would be back in two minutes to finish the job.

“I can’t,” she said, sounding as though she was biting the words out from between teeth that had been glued together.

He reached for the remote, which she held in a death grip. She jerked her hand away, not looking at him, not taking her eyes off the three-dimensional projection. “Don’t,” she snapped.

“Please, Veronica….Ronnie.”

“We owe…her…this,” she insisted, the words coming out almost as tiny exclamations. Or sobs. “She endured it. We have to watch every single second because we owe it to her to do everything we can to catch him.”

All right. Maybe someone did. But did it really have to be her? Did Ronnie, so bruised and battered and weary after her own brush with this psychotic animal, really have to be slapped in the face with what might have happened to her had she not been smart enough to pretend her partner was with her during the search of that basement?

The possibilities of what could have happened made him shudder.

No, Ronnie wasn’t an innocent young administrative assistant. She was hard and tough and strong.

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