Hidden Crimes by Emma Holly

Author:Emma Holly
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: romance, erotica, paranormal romance, contemporary, werewolf, erotic romance, cop, shapeshifter, fae, shapechanger, faeries, shapeshifter erotic, hidden series
Publisher: Emma Holly

CHAPTER NINE

IN return for the babysitting her mother did, Evina sometimes ran errands for Rita. Today, she was dropping off two of Rita’s business suits at her old dry cleaners. Back when she and Paul had been together, he’d sworn it was the only place in Resurrection that got the starch in his shirts just right. Rita concurred, but Evina had switched cleaners after Paul’s marriage to Liane, because he’d trained his wife to go there too. Running into her beautiful younger replacement on a regular basis was more than Evina was up for.

It’s not cowardice, she assured herself as she pulled into the small shopping center. You see Liane when you have to, and you’re perfectly nice to her.

If Evina preferred to skip the reminder that Liane—and not she—was marrying material, well, even alphas had weak spots.

This afternoon she was spared the trial. The dry cleaner’s had no line, and she finished within minutes. She checked her watch, gauging how much of her break remained. She could drive to the little park near the fire station, maybe sit on a sunny bench and daydream about Nate. She smiled, unable to recall when she’d last done something that frivolous. He’d been so sweet and funny with her kids this morning. She could tell he liked them. He wasn’t putting it on. Just maybe it wouldn’t be the stupidest thing in the world to allow herself to indulge in a fantasy.

Ahead of her, on the shopping mall’s uninspired sidewalk, a man emerged from a Postboxes Unlimited. There were other people around. He didn’t stand out especially. Evina wouldn’t have given him a second glance except that every hair on her arms suddenly stood up.

She didn’t know him, or not that she could tell from behind. He was of average height and build, with short, neatly cut brown hair. His suit was well made but unexceptional. His stride was more confident than average—brisk, she’d say, with a smidgen of impatience. He stepped off the curb toward a new-looking black SUV. She recognized it as a converted Cadillac Escalade, too rich for her blood but very nice. As he turned to open the driver’s door, she caught sight of his profile.

Still, she didn’t know him. He was handsome in a stern sort of way. Then, as if he felt her staring, he twisted to look at her.

The chill that went through her was like nothing she’d ever felt. She knew those eyes. The last time she’d seen them, they’d been above a surgical mask. She thought she hadn’t noticed, but now she wondered how she’d forgot. Their irises were a gray so clear they could have been made of glass.

This was the head doctor from the blanket factory.

Except he couldn’t be. Nate said the trio had been arrested and, due to the seriousness of their crimes, weren’t eligible for bail. Evina looked at the Cadillac owner’s hands. She could have sworn they were the same that had smothered the werefox boy with the small pillow.

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