ESCANTA: A James Thomas Novel (The James Thomas Series Book 1) by Brooke Sivendra

Author:Brooke Sivendra [Sivendra, Brooke]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Brooke Sivendra
Published: 2016-03-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE –

MAK ASHWOOD

Mak felt like sheets of sandpaper were rubbing her eyes every time she closed them. She’d worked all week, and all day. She would devote her life to this case until it was over, until she won. Failure was a possibility in the land of reality, particularly for the third case, the case of Kate Loren. The evidence was weaker, and that worried Mak, but still she refused to accept defeat. She would win, she would do it for the victims, and their loved ones whose hearts were breaking every day.

Yesterday had been a draining day, and she still hadn’t recovered. She’d presented more forensic evidence, all the while avoiding the eyes of the victims’ families. She could only imagine how hard it must be. It was one thing to know what happened, it was another completely to see it in photographs, and to hear it described in detail. It was brutal, and the hardest part of her job. Possibly the hardest thing she’d ever done.

She’d attempted to distract her mind, or numb it at the very least, with a few drinks. She’d met Kayla at a bar downtown and for a few hours she’d managed to suppress her emotions, but as soon as she tucked herself up in bed, they came flooding back. She felt sadness, and she felt guilt. She felt like she was hurting the families all over again but she had to do it, it was part of the process, part of the process that would hopefully provide justice. It wouldn’t bring the dead back, but it would make someone pay. If she won.

Mak’s phone rang, startling her from her thoughts. She looked at her phone, surprised to see a caller ID associated with a number she had never programmed into her phone.

“James?” Mak said, looking around like she expected him to appear from thin air.

“Hey. How are you?”

“Um…fine. How did your number end up in my phone?” Mak sat up on the couch, folding her legs underneath her.

“All of our numbers are programmed in—Cami’s, Deacon’s, and mine—Samuel did it remotely so we didn’t need to access your phone.”

“Okay…I suppose.” Her phone was as boring as her love life, and she couldn’t remember the last time she’d sent a raunchy text to someone or anything else potentially embarrassing.

“Anyway, are you busy? I wanted to come over and discuss tracking devices with you. There are a couple of options for you to consider.”

“Now?”

“Preferably. I can be there in fifteen minutes,” James said.

“Ah, sure…I’ll see you soon,” Mak said.

James said goodbye and ended the call, and then she placed her phone on her lap. Was it weird that James was coming over and not Deacon? Or were they both coming? James hadn’t advised either way, but Thomas Security was never forthcoming with details.

Mak sighed and lay back on the couch again, waiting for one or both brothers to arrive. It felt like he was there in five minutes, but it was easy to lose track of time with a muddled mind.

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