Kidnapped by J S Donovan

Author:J S Donovan [Donovan, J S]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-02T22:00:00+00:00

With Greenbell and Rennard busy pursuing the Mitsubishi, Anna went to the riverside house alone. If it was a dead-end, police resources would not be wasted on an unfruitful siege. If the home yielded promise, Anna could trap Cain unannounced and keep him from using the girls as leverage.

The phone rang against her ear as she waited for her old friend to pick up.

“Yep?” the voice replied.

“It’s Anna.” The Chevy peeled down the country road.

“And I was starting to think you forgot about me,” her balding Miami friend replied.

“Never. And actually, I’m calling to make sure no one will forget about me,” Anna replied, setting her phone to speaker mode.

“Sounds sketchy, but I’m listening,” Allen replied.

“There’s a residence on Lee Creek I’m visiting. It’s a lead I can’t pass up.”

“You’re going solo and without a warrant, aren’t you?”

“If I don’t call back within the hour, I want you to contact the Van Buren County Police and FBI Agent Rennard. I’ll text you his contact info. Can you do it?”

“You already owe me a free romantic meal in that dress of yours. I’m not quite sure what else you can offer,” Allen replied from his swivel chair.

Anna shook her head and cracked a smile. “Two dinners.”

“A follow-up date, no matter how bad the first one goes?” Allen asked suspiciously.

“... Yes,” Anna said, knowing she’d regret it.

She could imagine Allen smiling from his forensics office. “You know I can never say no to you, Anna.”

“Thanks.” Anna saw the house in the distance and slowed her truck.

“Next time, give me something more interesting to do. It’s been a while since I’ve broken the law, and I’m starting to get antsy.”

“Will do,” Anna replied. “Talk to you soon.”

She eased her Chevy off to the side of the road and relied on a cluster of trees to hide it. Anna stepped out and headed wayward to the two-story home. The tree-flanked dirt road twisted and turned, casting afternoon shadows across the cleared path. The sounds of rushing water and the rustling leaves was as ominous as it was serene. Pregnant with rain, black iron clouds covered the sky. Anna clipped her pistol on her belt and stepped toward the house.

Behind the house, the unclear green river rolled. Scrawny tree limbs and wet leaves surfed across its glassy surface and revealed the river’s true rapid speed. The decaying post holding up nearly a third of the house was bent at a dangerous angle, shifting the entirety of the building closer to a watery doom. The building’s wooden body creaked in the wind and hadn’t been touched by a paintbrush in over thirty years. There was no mailbox or address number, only an old wooden door, swollen and warped from decades in the rain, and a “No Trespassing” sign nailed to a gnarly tree. Keeping low, Anna made her way up to the front porch, or to what was left of it. The earth had taken part of the slats of white wood and the two steps, leaving behind a ramp of cracked and mossy wood in place of a true porch.

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