Left to Hunt (An Adele Sharp Mystery—Book Nine) by Blake Pierce

Author:Blake Pierce [Pierce, Blake]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2021-06-01T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINETEEN

Adele woke to the scent of coffee drifting through the quaint apartment, followed by a sudden pressure as the small, golden-eyed feline stepped across her head and down to her feet.

Adele winced, slowly shifting and glancing around, emerging from beneath the blanket of the bed she'd stolen from John the previous night. The cat had managed to slink through the open window, it seemed, along a narrow ledge. It rubbed against her cheek, and, wearily, Adele got to her feet, massaging the back of her neck and tilting her head to exhale at the ceiling.

The cat reached the door and began to stalk back and forth beneath the brass knob, mewling over its shoulder in Adele's direction. Adele sighed, and resisted the urge to roll her eyes as she kicked off the bed, dumping her blankets on the ground and, with stiff motions, approached the feline.

“You want out?” she muttered.

The cat continued to stalk, mewling even louder now.

Adele turned the handle and stepped into the hall, proceeded by the cat who scampered down the hall. Adele followed, still rubbing the sleep from her eyes just in time to spot the cat hopping onto the kitchen counter next to where Agent Leoni was standing, brewing a pot and, by the look of things, pouring himself a bowl of bland oats. Leoni was already fully dressed.

“What time is it?” Adele asked.

Leoni turned, his eyebrows rising. “Oh, good,” he said. “You're up.” He flashed a million-dollar smile and gently patted his pet's ears, scratching the cat under the chin before shooing it off the counter.

Adele glanced at the antique clock on the wall and her eyes narrowed. “Seven already?” she said, feeling a flash of irritation. In a defensive voice, she muttered, “I normally get my jog in before seven.”

Leoni nodded, only half-listening as, still standing, he began working on his bowl of oats.

Adele felt an odd sort of competitiveness with Leoni. It took a moment for her to realize why: she had always been the most active in the mornings of anyone she knew. Normally, going for an hour or two run before eating a quick bowl of cereal and heading to work.

Now, seeing Leoni fully dressed, already pouring oats, she felt a flicker of a frown across her features. At the same time, she glanced towards the couch. John was still a giant lump beneath the blankets, a soft snoring sound echoing from the pile of pillows and comforters.

Adele smirked, feeling a bit better now. “Any news on the roommate?” Adele asked.

Leoni swallowed a spoonful of oats, then turned to her, nodding quickly. “Looks like she's out of the hospital,” he said. He tapped his phone which rested on the counter next to the coffee pot. “Staying with her parents not far from here,” he said.

Adele nodded. “Next stop?”

“Looks like.”

“Got an appointment?”

Leoni shrugged. “They're sitting still until we can speak. Any time, honestly. Just waiting on sleeping beauty over there,” he said, jerking his head towards John.

Adele tried to hide her chuckle.

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