Last Grave (9781101593172) by Viguie Debbie

Author:Viguie, Debbie
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Penguin USA
Published: 2013-02-03T05:00:00+00:00

12

There was nothing else to see of Jill’s encounter with Trina. Samantha pulled out of her roommate’s mind and sat quietly for a few minutes while Jill continued to sleep. She had gotten more than just a name and the invitation from the encounter, though. She’d also gotten the next possible target of the coven: Drake Everwood.

Samantha couldn’t help but wonder what the coven was looking for and how something tied in with mountains and caves was worth killing Winona for. And if Winona had given the information freely to Drake, why withhold it from the coven when they came asking about it?

Unless they didn’t ask at all.

Samantha glanced at the clock in the kitchen. It was nearly ten and she was exhausted. She was in no shape to do any more police work that night, and if she did run across Trina or any of the other coven members, she’d be worse than helpless in a fight.

I risk my life by going to see him now.

She closed her eyes and sighed. She risked Drake’s life by waiting until the morning.

She opened her eyes and stared at her roommate, who was still peacefully sleeping.

“Jill, wake up.”

Jill opened her eyes and looked at her. “Is everything okay?”

“I need you to tell me where I can find Drake Everwood.”

A little over an hour later, Samantha was knocking on the office door of Dr. Everwood at California State University, East Bay. His roommate had kindly informed her that he was working late after the night class that he had taught.

“Come in.”

She started to open the door, but it stopped after only a few inches. A large box was blocking the way.

“You manage to get through the door, you can come in,” a voice said.

Samantha rolled her eyes and shoved against the door, hard. It budged only a little bit. She gritted her teeth, not sure what exactly Dr. Everwood was playing at.

She stomped her foot on the ground and the box flew back nearly a foot. She opened the door all the way and walked in.

She saw a guy with dark curly hair bent over a pile of papers, red pen in hand and a scowl on his face.

“Congratulations. Stupid question deterrent. You must have a real pressing question that you didn’t give up and save it for tomorrow.” He slashed through something on the paper he was studying with the pen. “Really, these concepts aren’t that difficult.”

“Excuse me?” she asked.

He looked up. “Oh! Sorry. I assumed you were one of my students. And, well, clearly you’re not. I think I’d remember you. You know, with the red hair and all.”

“Okay,” she said. “Let me help you out here. I’m Detective Ryan with the San Francisco Police Department.”

She showed him her badge.

He flushed. “Okay, clearly not a student. What can I help you with?”

“I’m looking for some papers—”

“Are you kidding me?” he interrupted. “Campus police got the SFPD involved? What a huge waste of the tax payers’ money. Well, and your time, of course.

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