Found in the Woods by LoRee Peery

Author:LoRee Peery
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction/Christian
ISBN: 978-1-61116-170-0
Publisher: Pelican Ventures Book Group
Published: 2012-08-14T04:00:00+00:00

8

Aiden headed across the street just as Beth shut the door of Frivolities. He’d observed the whole scene with the Seymours, including the sight of the guy wearing a jacket that matched his.

It couldn’t be coincidence.

He wondered again how Beth could have chosen someone like Barton Littlefield, setting herself up for such ill-treatment. Truth was the man showed up in Platteville, intent on hurting her. She might think her faith was going to save her, but Aiden relied on what one could see. And that meant putting the guy who’d hurt Beth back behind bars where he belonged.

A minute later, he flung open the Frivolities door with such force the bell flew to the floor.

“You contacting the sheriff’s office, or should I call ’em?” he demanded without preamble.

He hated the hurt crying from her eyes.

“Aiden!” Beth screeched. “I thought you left Platteville.”

“Thought I told you I was coming here, first. Lincoln can wait a day. I was chasing the wolf again and got distracted. Found where he feeds.” He’d wait before giving her the full details. “Now with Littlefield around, that was a good choice.”

She didn’t ask him how he knew Barton was close.

“I’ve called once. Had to leave a message for a call-back.” Beth punched in a number on the store phone and shrugged. This time, she reported seeing Littlefield.

Aiden listened to every word she said as she detailed the Barton Littlefield incidents. No one else would have messed with her shoe-art tree, pairing up like shoes. He didn’t get the action, but why hadn’t she told him she suspected Barton had been at the cabin? And now, spying the guy in the jacket, right on Main Street.

She cradled the cordless phone between ear and shoulder while she prepared a strong black coffee for Aiden. “Please contact me at Frivolities.”

He knew he scowled as he watched her disconnect, grab a bottle of cranberry juice, and join him at the small table.

“You didn’t tell me about the shoe tree at the cabin,” he accused and hated the threat in his tone. He cared too much.

“It happened while we walked Grace home.” She paused before screwing off the lid to the bottle and visibly swallowed. “He could have been there before I opened the door. Maybe that’s why I woke from the scary dream. No doubt, he was right there. Probably saw you and Grace.”

“You shouldn’t be at that cabin alone, right now.” She didn’t need to hear ugliness come from him, too. He hoped he sounded firm rather than overbearing. And felt like a heel when her lip quivered. He was another big man telling her what she should do.

Beth ignored his comment. “After he punched me in the stomach with his fist, his weapon of choice, he was always contrite. When I was a kid, I hated my stepfather. But as a woman, I planned ways to kill Barton. Thank God, He stopped me. Or I’d be the one in jail.”

Aiden felt ill and wanted to hit something at the same time.

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