Darkwood Manor by Jenna Ryan

Author:Jenna Ryan [Ryan, Jenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 0373695268
Google: PZkN87Ocm7MC
Amazon: B004JF684E
Goodreads: 9670910
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2011-02-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

No one who worked at the Boxcar Hotel in Bangor would admit to placing a call from a phone in the lobby, even when the police came through.

Seated on the floor, with his back propped against the sofa, Donovan drank black coffee and went over what little he had.

He’d sent a sample of the suit fabric to Portland for testing. Fiber analysis put the manufacturing date between 1925 and 1930, long after Aaron Dark’s time.

Three bullets had been fired from the rifle they’d found in the rose bed, and that weapon had been in production back then. However, the lipstick used to write tonight’s napkin message likely had not.

As for the van Isabella’s abductor had abandoned in the woods, the vehicle had been stolen from a used-car lot two towns south of Mystic Harbor. The thief had left no traceable clues behind.

So far they had a sketch of a man who could be placed both at the Raven and in the tunnels under Darkwood Manor. They had a dead ex-boyfriend whose car hadn’t been tampered with, a missing cousin, a knife that had landed mere inches from Isabella’s feet, and in Donovan’s case alone, a tension headache that was endeavoring to hammer its way through his skull.

He felt restless and irritable, and despite the fact that he’d heard water running thirty minutes ago, he wasn’t going to find an excuse to go into Isabella’s room.

Like a lifeline thrown to a drowning man, his computer signaled a late-night email from Haden.

Going into Darkwood Manor tomorrow. Maybe. No ghost’s gonna say I can’t. I’ll be there at 5 p.m.—maybe—if you or Isabella happen to be in the neighborhood. Bringing the floor plans. I want to see the writing on the wall and the entrance to the underground passageways. I repeat, want to see. Not sure if I have the backbone to actually do it. Haden.

The last few lines had a smile grazing Donovan’s lips. Even so, he knew where his mind would be spending the rest of the night, and it sure as hell wasn’t on the sofa.

Seriously out of sorts now, he drained his mug, thought about going for a walk. Maybe a blast of cold night air would beat the lust into submission.

He was reaching for his jacket when he heard Isabella scream. Grabbing his gun instead, he ran for her door.

His first thought was that someone had come in through the window and taken her. He refused to acknowledge the second.

Kicking the door open, he swung in gun first.

“No, don’t,” she said and pointed with an unsteady finger. “I’m fine. But—right there.”

He saw the snake at once and lowered his arms.

“Don’t say it.” She sidestepped toward him. “Just make it go away, and we’ll be good.”

Donovan held a hand out to her. “It’s not moving, you can get past.”

“What kind is it?”

“I don’t know.” He did, but why make things worse? “It’s only watching you, Isabella.”

“They always do.”

She said it through her teeth and barely loud enough for him to hear.

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