Dream Man by Linda Howard

Author:Linda Howard [Howard, Linda]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, azw3, pdf
Tags: Man-Woman Relationships, Police, Clairvoyance, Contemporary, General, Romance, Romantic Suspense Fiction, Suspense, Orlando (Fla.), Fiction, Love Stories
ISBN: 9780671019754
Google: iYQi_GiqwIAC
Amazon: 0671019759
Publisher: Pocket
Published: 1994-01-02T05:00:00+00:00

She would be helpless. But she had never been able to resist one for long, never been able to block it, or control it. They rolled over her like tidal waves.

—He knew she was in there. He could feel her, the bitch. He could already taste the triumph, the power—“No,” Marlie moaned in a whisper. Desperately she summoned up an image of the mental door she had learned how to open and close. All she had to do was close it, and keep him on the other side.

—He’d see how smart she was when she felt the blade biting into her—It was washing over her in black waves. The evil was so strong, she couldn’t breathe. He was so close, the power of it was crushing her. She couldn’t fight him off.

—The damn lock on the window wouldn’t budge. White-hot fury roared through him at this delay. Snarling, he smashed his gloved fist into the glass—

She heard the crash and tinkle of breaking glass, but the vision was roaring through her, blotting out everything else, and she couldn’t tell where it was coming from. It could have been right behind her, but he was sucking all the strength out of her, and she couldn’t even turn around.

Dane. Oh, God, Dane! She didn’t want him to have to see this.

As soon as he got into his car, Dane radioed in and told the dispatcher to send a patrol car to his house immediately.

“Ten-four,” said the dispatcher. “It’ll take ten, fifteen minutes, though. It’s a busy night.”

“Do it faster than that,” Dane said, iron in his voice.

“I’ll try. Depends on when a patrolman gets free.”

Dane hesitated, reluctant to leave Marlie alone for that long, but his job was to be on the crime scene, copycat or not. The detectives who had worked the other scenes had to make the call, decide if it was the same perp. He had given her his pistol, and a patrolman would be there soon. She would be okay.

He told himself that for several miles, but finally pulled to the side of the street and stopped. This didn’t feel right, damn it. Something was wrong. He felt a sense of dread that had grown stronger with each passing mile and minute, but he couldn’t pin down the cause.

It was a copycat killing, no doubt about that. It wasn’t unusual; they had already had one. But something was wrong.

He keyed the mike. “Dispatch, this is Hollister. Has a patrolman gotten to my house yet?”

“Not yet. A car is on its way.”

Frustration welled in him. “Any further information on that knifing that was just called in?”

“No further—wait.” Dane listened to static, then dispatch came back on the air. “That’s affirmative. A squad car is on the scene, and the patrolman just radioed in. It looks like a false alarm.”

Dane’s sense of dread increased. His mind raced as he went through the angles. “Dispatch, was it a male or a female who called in the initial report?”

“A male.”

“Shit!” He keyed the mike again.

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