Finding Obscurity (The Secrets Series) by Shade Emma

Author:Shade, Emma [Shade, Emma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-11-19T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

I woke up to the sound of persistent buzzing and I slammed my hand down on the phone to silence my alarm. Sunlight was streaming from a crack in the cheap curtain across the grimy walls, showing every imperfection and crevice in the drywall. I stretched with a yawn and thought about the dream. Blake wanted me to talk to Ashton, which I wasn’t sure I was ready for yet, as it all felt too raw right now. To know Blake wasn’t giving up on a chance with us was something to think about when I had time to really absorb it.

After I was showered and dressed, I loaded my duffel bag into my BMW and drove towards the police station I had spoken with a few days ago. If I was here, then maybe somebody would talk to me, and that’s all I could hope for right now.

I parked in the lot and headed towards the stark red brick building. It was one story and looked out of place with all the trees surrounding it. Several police cars were parked along the front and were deserted as I walked through the double glass doors. A fat, balding man with a comb-over was behind the desk. He spit chew in a can before looking up with a huge wad tucked into his bottom lip.

“Howdy, ma’am. What can I do fer ya?” he said with a thick southern accent.

“I am actually following up on a call I put in earlier this week, trying to get more information on a fire in the area.” I grimaced at his minty tobacco breath.

“A fire?” He began looking through a few notes on his desk. “Are ya Miss Canton?”

“That’s me. Have you been able to find anything?”

The officer picked up a file and pointed at the utilitarian chair. “We got a little info for ya. If you wanna have a seat, I’ll fetch Detective Green.”

I thanked him, taking a seat while he picked up the phone, letting the detective know I was here. The town was small but beautiful and in no way different from where I grew up in Indiana, except for the Smoky Mountain view. Checking my phone, I saw a few more missed calls from Ashton and Carlotta, but since Blake had spoken with me in my dream, I knew he was sure I was okay for now. A tall, muscular man in his late forties came through the back and spoke to the bald man before heading my way. His graying hair was cut in a military buzz and he was dressed in plain clothes with his badge hanging off his belt.

“Ms. Canton? Will you follow me, please?” he asked with a southern twang, but not as thick as the man behind the desk.

He led me back into a meeting room that was painted white with a few scattered blue metal chairs against a plastic table in the middle. There were no pictures or anything, other than a file folder sitting on the table.

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