Glass Towers, Shattered (Glass Towers Trilogy) by Adler & Holt

Author:Adler & Holt [Adler & Holt]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Adler and Holt
Published: 2013-02-11T04:00:00+00:00

Date: October 3, 2011

From: A Concerned Citizen

To: Miss Austen

A gentle reminder of where you stand. Back off.

I feel the blood drain from my face, and I stand there, staring at the words bouncing off the page. A concerned citizen? You mean, Marion is threatened by me. But, why? She is in control here. Or, is she? I am tempted to crumple this damned letter, but I think better of it, knowing that I need to hand this over to Detective Burke next week. I almost forgot that I have an appointment with the Detective next Wednesday afternoon. I am to meet with him about the timeline of the pictures that were plastered in my condo.

Albert is standing next to me, peering over my hand to read the letter. He turns and heads toward the door. I hear his phone ringing and he answers it, stepping out into the hallway. Good, I can have a moment to collect myself. I scan the room and see that nothing is out of place. I find it odd that the heat was turned up so high. I would remember if I had turned it up to 90! I walk into my bedroom, and nothing seems amiss there either. I poke my head into my bathroom and find nothing unusual. Satisfied that all is well, I head back to the kitchen, when I notice something shiny on the floor near one of the barstool legs. I pick it up and examine it in my hand. It appears to be a cufflink. It is certainly not mine. I walk into the kitchen, grab a plastic baggie out of the drawer, and drop the object into the bag. I’ll add this to my items to give the detective.

I see the dried up carnations still sitting on the counter. I pick them up and toss them into the garbage can. The detective took the card as evidence; I’m happy not to have to see it now. Looking at the envelope and cuff link in my hand, a cold chill crawls up my spine, resting on the back of my neck. I am so sick of feeling creeped out all of the time.

I look around the room one more time before I get ready to lock up. I confirm in that instant that I no longer wish to live here. I am officially moving. I decide to call my realtor when I get back from Palm Springs . Once the door is locked, I stand in the hallway looking for Albert. He is nowhere to be seen. This makes me feel nervous, I can’t imagine where he would have gone. I start to walk around the corner to the elevators when the lumbering giant instantly appears. I shriek and jump a foot in the air.

“Pardon Moi! I did not mean to frighten you. That call was Monsieur Towers. I told him of the package. You are to contact him at your earliest convenience.”

I sigh. “I will call him soon. I am done here and ready to return to the house.

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