FALLEN_A Dark Mystery Romance by Shayne Ford

Author:Shayne Ford [Ford, Shayne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-06-10T18:30:00+00:00

“Where were you?”

My sister’s eyes brim with concern.

She runs her gaze down on me, quickly noticing my crumpled, wet blouse.

“Where’s Allan?” I ask.

“He’s waiting for us in the car.”

I finally set my focus on her.

“Car? Why? What happened?”

She hands me my coat and my purse before she shrugs her trench on.

“You tell me,” she says, briefly studying my face.

I put my coat on as well.

“Tell you what?”

People stroll by us as they begin leaving the place when she grabs me by the elbow and pulls me to the side.

She leans closer to me, her eyes drilling mine.

“What is going on, Tess?”

I look at her, puzzled.

“What are you talking about?”

“You asked me to keep him occupied so that you could step outside, but I didn’t really need to. The man got busy talking with a woman, and then he got pissed for some reason, to the point that I couldn’t reason with him. He wanted to leave that very moment, and I couldn’t convince him to stay. He wanted to know where you were, and I had to tell him. That’s why he came outside, looking for you.”

“Okay...” I murmur.

“No, it’s not okay,” she says under her breath, her jaw tense. “He came back even more upset than he was when he left.”

“Why would he be upset?

She cocks her head to the side and gives me a pointed look that reminds me of my mom.

“What were you doing outside?”

I look down briefly, avoiding her eyes.

“Long story.” I glance up. “Nothing important really. Just one of my things,” I say.

She gives me a puzzled look.

“Well... Whatever that thing was, it sure pissed the hell out of him.”

“He shouldn’t be pissed. It was nothing.”

She shrugs.

“Okay, you know better, but if I were you, I’d have some sort of explanation ready for him,” she says, frustration tinging her voice.

She motions me to the exit.

We both walk in that direction when a thought starts playing in my head.

I grip her arm.

“Wait a minute,” I say

We both stop.

She looks at me.

“What woman?” I ask.

Her eyebrows lift slowly.

“I don’t know... She was one of the guests. A friend of the artist from what I gathered. They were talking about him.”

“My Allan was talking with her about Stephan Leon?” I ask, cocking an eyebrow.

She gives me a quick nod.

“Yes.”

A strange sensation pours over me.

“It didn’t seem suspicious to me…” she murmurs, a bit taken aback as she notices the change of expression on my face. “We were all talking about him.”

“What does she look like?”

She ponders for a moment.

“Dark hair, pretty face. An elegant coat with a nice cut. Self-important, if you ask me. Why?”

I slowly shake my head, a storm of thoughts spiraling inside my head.

“Nothing,” I say softly as I push back my turmoil. “Let’s go.”

Gently, I nudge her to the exit.

Half an hour later, Alan and I drop Viola at her place.

The space fills with silence the moment she climbs out of the car and the door slams behind her.

Quiet, Allan looks at his left as we veer away.

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