Every Dark Corner (The Cincinnati Series Book 3) by Karen Rose

Author:Karen Rose [Rose, Karen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Headline
Published: 2016-11-02T18:30:00+00:00

Fifteen

Cincinnati, Ohio,

Friday 14 August, 6.15 A.M.

Mallory made her way clumsily down the stairs to the kitchen to make a pot of coffee before taking on her morning Roxy chores. She hadn’t slept well last night.

She still couldn’t get the sound of JJ’s screams out of her mind. He’d tortured her for the better part of three hours. Which Mallory figured he’d done partly to make sure that Mallory knew he could and would. He’d been intimate with JJ. She’d fed him information about his drug customers who’d shown up in the ER because they’d OD’d. JJ had made sure that those customers had not survived to tell anyone who’d sold them the drugs. JJ had been useful.

Mallory had no idea how many people JJ had killed for him. But he’d forgotten all of that at the end, judging by the way the woman had screamed.

And screamed and screamed. Either she’d finally passed out or he’d gotten what he wanted and finished her off, because the screaming had stopped at about three a.m.

It had been a warning. Cross me and this can happen to you too. Hands shaking, Mallory spooned coffee into the filter and started the machine. Could he know what she was planning? How could he know?

Would it stop her if he did?

She hung her head, shoulders bowing as she drew a deep breath. Mallory had been through hell, but the agony that he’d visited on JJ for hours? She wasn’t sure if she could endure that.

She sent a silent prayer upward. Give me courage.

Although prayers hadn’t helped JJ last night. Nor any amount of begging and pleading.

Mallory straightened resolutely and turned to get a coffee cup from the cabinet. And that was when she saw them, lined up by the back door.

Three suitcases. Hard-shell plastic. Black. One large, one small, and one medium. She’d never seen them before, but instinctively she knew what they were. She clenched her teeth, trying to forget the sounds that had followed JJ’s final silence.

An electric saw. High-pitched and whining. She’d tried to tell herself that it wasn’t a saw. That it was a vacuum cleaner or a carpet cleaner or anything but what she’d known it really was.

‘No.’ It was a whimper and it had come from her lips. Because she knew she was looking at what was left of JJ. It was another warning.

Knees wobbling, she staggered to the trash in time to throw up. Cross me and this can happen to you. ‘God. Oh God.’

Clutching the sides of the trashcan, she pushed to her feet and made her way to the sink, where she washed out her mouth and splashed water on her face. It was then that she saw the note, taped to the window overlooking the backyard. Printed on a printer. He rarely wrote notes by hand. Just in case, he’d always say with a laugh that wasn’t funny at all. Evil. It was evil.

And now he wanted Mallory to be evil too. Again. Her hands were shaking so badly that she had to try twice to grab the paper.

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