Her Best Friend Jon by Kristy K. James

Author:Kristy K. James
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kristy K. James

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"Are you kidding me!" Chris shouted into his cell phone, shoving his chair back from the desk and coming to his feet so fast Hannah was scared. "Did you call 911? All right. I'm on my way." He ended the call and looked at Hannah.

"What's wrong?"

"Two houses in section three are on fire," he said, grabbing his coat from the closet and shoving his arms in the sleeves. He took a moment to reach into his jeans pocket and pulled out his keys. "I'm not going to be able to leave at five. Jeez, I don't even know when I'm going to be able to get out of here. Could you do me a favor please?"

"Anything."

"Can you swing by the house and pick up some clean clothes for Harry? Just jeans and a tee shirt. And clean underwear. If you could take them to her at the hospital, I'd really appreciate it. I'll call her on my way to the fire to let her know what's going on."

"Of course I can do that. Chris, is it the stalker?" She didn't even want to ask the question, not when she knew what he was going to say before his lips moved.

"What else could it be? He's getting serious now. The graffiti, kidnapping Jenna. Now this. Yeah, my guess is that-" He didn't finish the thought, instead pulling the house key off the ring and dropping it on her desk.

"How will you get in?"

"I have an extra one in the glove box. Just lock up when you leave. And make sure you take your guard in the house with you. Someone watches it round the clock now, but I don't want you to take any chances."

"I'll be fine, Chris. Tell Jon to call me later, okay?"

"Will do. You might give Dan a quick call to let them know what's going on. He'll get hold of everyone else."

Hannah followed him to the door, and stepped out into the frigid February wind. Off to the east of the subdivision she could see black smoke billowing over the rooftops. The air smelled like there was a bonfire nearby. A really big bonfire. Something in the recesses of her memory, probably from a long forgotten science lesson, pushed its way forward. Whoever started the fire must have used some sort of oil to get it burning fast and hot.

When Chris, running as fast as he could through the snow, rounded a corner down the street, she stepped back inside and sat down at her desk, picking the phone up and dialing Dan's number. By the time she finished talking to him a few minutes later, it was a little after five. She could hear sirens approaching the site as she slipped the key in her purse, punched out, and put her coat on.

Making her way out to her car, she felt a little shell shocked. The kinds of things she'd seen happening over the past eight months should only happen in movies and television crime dramas.

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