Grim Rites by Bilinda Sheehan

Author:Bilinda Sheehan [Sheehan, Bilinda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-03-28T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Sitting in the waiting area of the Elite building, I picked at my finger nails. My mother had always called it a disgusting habit, but I’d developed it as a way to not chew my fingernails down to the butt. I’d given up one but there was no way I was giving up the other.

I watched the other officers come and go. Their side glances told me they knew about the dead shifters. No one else in the office had taken down a pack single-handedly—no one else had tried either, but that didn’t come into it. I wasn’t even sure what they thought had happened. I mean, how do you fix that one in your mind? How could I murder eight shifters, all in the same place, at the same time? No one had mentioned me having any sort of special abilities. I knew for a fact if Jon honestly believed I had some sort of power, he’d have shouted it from the rooftops. His determination to get rid of me knew no bounds.

Nic appeared around the corner of the corridor, his expression a mixture of concern and irritation. Whatever they’d said to him had put him into a seriously foul mood.

He spotted me, crossed the waiting area, and plopped down into the same plastic seats we’d sat in a few hours before.

“Deja vu or what?” I said, cracking the hint of a smile in an attempt to get him to loosen up.

“Have you been in yet?” He asked, cracking his knuckles.

“Nope, no one’s been out to collect any information from me. It’s a little weird, they all just keep side eyeing me as they go in and out instead.”

“They had Jason sit in while they questioned me and took down my statement. From the second he walked back there with Victoria, they’ve been treating him like some sort of Messiah….”

My stomach started to knot uncomfortably and it took all of my will power not to bolt for the door. The second I did that then it was all over. They’d know I was guilty of something and Jon would be only too happy to find something he could make stick against me.

“Amber?” Victoria called to me and I pushed up from my seat. My palms were sweating and I scrubbed my hands against my jeans. It was a mistake; the blood of the witch hunter we’d found dead in the alley smeared up onto my hands, making them sticky.

Great, because what I really needed when going into to face a witch hunter was my hands covered in the blood of his dead comrade.

“Don’t look so worried, it’s just routine,” Victoria said, leaning in to whisper against my ear.

“If it’s so routine then why is Jason sitting in on the interviews? Shouldn’t he be getting interviewed too?”

“Jon tried, but the second he did, Jason handed him a card with a number on it and when Jon got off the phone, suddenly Jason was running the show. I don’t know what kind of connections he’s got, but they’re seriously high up in the food chain.

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