Intrigued (The Dark Christmases Trilogy Book 1) by Z.L. Arkadie

Author:Z.L. Arkadie
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9781942857471
Publisher: Z.L. Arkadie Books
Published: 2019-02-19T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

The garage door was locked. It wasn’t a mystery who’d done it. To make sure I wasn’t misassigning blame, I walked over and pressed the button to open the center garage door, and it rolled up. My instincts had served me right when I bypassed telling William that I was heading to my car. There was no doubt he would’ve reported back to Jasper that I was leaving. Suddenly, all the sex I’d had with Jasper felt like a humongous mistake. He was definitely trying to fuck me into compliance. But then Gina had said he couldn’t get it up for her. He’d had no problem cramming his rock-solid erection inside of me. I wished I knew what the hell was going on with him. Was he a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde?

Regardless, I had to stay levelheaded and figure out what to do next. I pulled my coat tighter as I eyed the line of catering trucks parked alongside the driveway at the back of the house. The snow and gray sky seemed to add a greater chill to the cold. But I couldn’t go in. The next lead I needed to follow up on was the one given to me by Crystal Preacher. I had to talk to her mother.

I focused on the workers going in and out of the kitchen through a special entrance. If only I could sneak off the property in the back of one of those trucks. Of course, that wouldn’t have been feasible. The caterers would wonder who in the hell I was and why I had to sneak away from the estate. Not good.

So my first mission was to escape the property without being seen. I walked behind the garage then past a private forest of winter-bare trees. I remained among the sticks as I moved toward the perimeter of the property. My fingers were freezing, and I began to question my sanity when I finally caught sight of the white fence. I ran toward the barrier and easily climbed over. It wasn’t the first time I’d had to do something like that in the line of getting the story.

I didn’t have to walk far up a dirt road until I met the paved street. Home free. I took out my cell phone, and even though my fingers were nearly numb, I performed a regional search for Sally Preacher, which didn’t take long. There was only one in Providence, so I figured she had to be who I was looking for. Next, I called an Uber, which would pick me up within fifteen minutes. To keep myself occupied, I did some more research. There weren’t any photos of Amelia Christmas on the internet, so I shot a quick message to Kylie and asked if she had any.

She messaged back immediately: Are you using their internet?

I replied quickly: No. I’m off the property. My hotspot. Send pics if you have them and I’ll call u when I’m in the Uber.

Kylie answered by sending a gallery of photographs of Amelia Christmas.

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