Inner Flame by Kim Bowman

Author:Kim Bowman
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: paranormal romance, paranormal, series, free read, new adult

Chapter Eight

As soon as she awoke, she pulled on jeans and a T-shirt and returned to the den. It was no longer a matter of proving she was just imagining all of the crazy to escape the grief. She had to prove to herself that Connor was the man she knew he was. That he was good and kind and sweet and loved her with all his heart.

Goose bumps raced across her arms at the thought of how tenderly he’d kissed the sensitive spot at the base of her neck that morning before leaving for work. He’d told her to get some rest. That he’d let the dog out and check on Jazz before he left.

A smile on her lips and in her heart, she entered the den. One thing was for sure. The room still seemed out of place and just as uninviting in the light of day.

She’d worry about that another time. Right now she had to look more closely in the closet to ensure there was no safe. Cautiously, she opened the door. Looked the same as it had the previous night. Nothing out of the ordinary. She stepped inside and almost fell down. The floor in the closet seemed spongy, unstable. She braced herself in the doorway so she wouldn’t fall and bounced up and down on the closet floor with her right foot. Definitely not a real floor. She retrieved the letter opener from Connor’s desk then sat down in front of the closet and used the letter opener as a pry bar to try and lift the board. It popped out with little effort. As did the next four.

Revealing a small square black safe.

Sera wanted to puke. She squeezed her eyes shut several times and opened them, willing the thing to disappear. It didn’t work.

Fingers trembling, Sera tried the combination Hank had given her. Twelve. Twenty-two. Thirteen. Seven. The safe unlocked with a click, and she opened the door.

She crumbled to the floor sobbing. Her mind reeled, realization descended on her like an avalanche, hard and fast, taking her breath away before her emotions could catch up. She knew that box. The Soul Keeper’s Box. She’d heard the story over and over again so many times as a child that she knew it by heart. Mother never let them forget the fairy tale about the Soul Keeper. And she never let the box out of her sight. So if Connor had it…

She grabbed the box and moved toward the door before she’d even fully accepted what was happening. She had to protect Jazz and Hank.

Frantic and willing herself to get to the bedroom as fast as she could, Sera ran down the hall, barely stopping as she flung open the door. Once inside, her heart hit the floor. The bed was empty.

“Jazz?”

Eerie silence was the only reply.

For a second, her heart stopped, seeming to halt time with it. She was a child again, settling down for bed. Her mother tucking them in. After kissing Sera and Hank, Muriel sat on the chair between their beds.

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