Karen Rose by You Belong To Me

Author:You Belong To Me [Me, You Belong To]
Language: rus
Format: epub
Publisher: Headline

Tuesday, May 4, 6.30 A.M.

Clay crept into Nicki's apartment building unseen, his step heavy with dread. It was still early and the neighbors had not yet ventured outside. Not that they'd be coming out any time soon anyway. Most were creatures of the night, loners, like Nic.

It was a hovel of a building that probably should have been condemned. But Nicki liked it, or said she did. Clay thought it gave her an excuse to be solitary.

He forced himself up the stairs, his heart heavier than his feet. Please. Please. With every mile he'd driven, he'd worried, his fear growing. Now that he was here, he could barely put one foot in front of the other. Move it, Maynard, he barked in his mind.

He stood outside her door and closed his eyes. No. But he knew the smell. Please. Please, let it be anything but this. Maybe she hadn't taken out the trash. Maybe . . . But he knew.

His hands shaking, he pulled on gloves, then let himself in with the key he'd taken from the emergency ring at the office. Please, please. He flinched as he entered and closed the door behind him. She's dead. Years of being a soldier and a cop had taught him to view death stoically. She's dead. But Nic was his friend. His partner.

Move. He tied a handkerchief over his mouth and, gritting his teeth, forced his feet to walk the fifty feet to her bedroom. Her door was open. She was on the bed. She . . . Her insides . . . on the sheets. Can't breathe. He stared, horror making his limbs inoperable. God. No.

Nicki. Tears rolled down his face and he couldn't move. Couldn't breathe. Oh God, Nic. What did he do to you? Gutted. The SOB had gutted her.

Goddamn it. It was a whimper in his mind.

Move. Again he forced his feet to move until he stood next to her bed, his breath now coming in labored pants. Her bed had once been white. No more. It was red. Red.

His teeth clenched, he looked down, blocking out all the red. Ignoring the flies, Clay focused on her right ear, where the sonofabitch's blade had curved up and around. He wasn't sure how long he stood there, staring at her ear, his own heartbeat the only thing he could hear.

Then something within him snapped and he backed out of her room, on autopilot now. Nic kept no client files out in the open __ her neighborhood was too bad. Mechanically Clay went to her kitchen and moved aside all the cans of soup in the pantry, revealing the safe he'd installed for her himself. His hand steady, he dialed the combination and popped it open.

Her laptop was inside, along with six file folders. He took them and closed the safe, replacing the soup cans. He locked her front door behind him and placed her things in his trunk. He rapidly cleaned out Nicki's car of all receipts and loose papers.

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