Face Value (Sanctuary 3) by RJ Scott

Author:RJ Scott
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2012-11-22T14:14:40+00:00

Chapter 8

Silence.

"Seriously, I'm pretty sure it's my mom… I had a clearer photo of her in my wallet but I left that back at the house along with my chain." Self consciously he rubbed his thumb over the wrist of his broken arm where the chain would normally wrap. It helped him think. "Can we get a photo from somewhere to check it against?"

"If we had a photo I could run a facial match," Manny said quickly.

"So for some reason my mom was arrested, or no, wait, this isn't an arrest record, this is a domestic abuse call. With the names changed. Did Gregory do this to her?" Beckett stopped.

"We'll find out," Kayden reassured him.

"Hello?" The voice came from yet another screen. Austin Mitchell, in suit and tie, looked confused as he peered into the camera and fiddled with settings.

"Sir," Beckett immediately moved so he could see and be seen. A smile filled with affection softened Austin's tired features.

"Beckett. I am so very pleased you are safe."

"Me too," Beckett answered unnecessarily.

"We have a few questions if you could spare us the time?" Kayden interrupted the pleased-to-see-you-alives. All business, he listed briefly what they needed; a photo of Emma Bullen to scan, a key that would match the one Beckett had, and most of all information on the accident, on what he knew—on anything.

Manny added. "And we need a code of some sort for the box alongside the keys, Beckett has his half but there must be something you have as well."

There was an uncomfortable silence. Austin looked drawn and Beckett suddenly realized he didn't want the older man spilling his guts with an audience.

"Could you give us some time alone," Beckett said gently. Manny didn't argue, he just stood and left the room. Kayden hovered uncertainly for a few seconds but then he too left the room pulling the door shut behind him. Austin sighed but he didn't hesitate to begin his explanations.

"I had great affection for your mother. Maybe I should have told you when you first came to visit me, but I was selfish. If no one else knew then they couldn't take what I felt for her. Does that make any sense to you?"

Beckett shrugged. He was trying to feel compassion but the level-headed side of him just wanted information that would make sense of all of this. He thought back to the day he had visited Austin after the man had contacted Beckett on the day of his birthday. Handing him the parcel, all Austin had said to him was that he had been entrusted to ensure Beckett received the bequest. Clearly there had been more.

"Emma was special, you know?" Austin stopped and slumped back slightly from the monitor his end.

"Okay," Beckett said encouragingly.

"I worked for her with my father. Her parents, your grandparents, left her a small amount of money that I helped to administer with my father. It was part of my apprenticeship when I was at University and I was smitten. Your mom was beautiful, with brown eyes and long dark hair.

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