Not Again (A Camille Grace FBI Suspense Thriller—Book 6) by Kate Bold

Author:Kate Bold [Bold, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2023-04-11T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

“I’m sorry to call so late, D.”

On the other end of the line, Deanna chuckled softly. “You should be. On the other hand, I was already awake. I haven’t been sleeping well lately.”

“Oh. Any reason why?”

“Hell if I know. Apparently, it’s just something that happens when you get old.”

“But you aren’t old.”

Another chuckle, and then Deanna said: “Oh, I’m old enough. Anyway…what’s up? You okay? Why the late call?”

Camille took some time to consider Deanna as old. She was nearing fifty, and Camille had always seen her as an aunt-figure. Maybe even a mentor. It had, after all, been Deanna who had shared the talks and tips a mother would share with a daughter. She missed Deanna in that moment and wondered when they might get to see one another face to face again.

“Oh, you know me,” Camille said, trying to inject some good-natured snark into her voice. “Always putting too much in my head—making sure I remain completely and utterly overwhelmed.”

“Yes, I do know that. But overwhelmed with what?” She hesitated for a moment before asking, “Does it have to do with you sniffing around whatever’s going on with Nanette?”

“Partly. I visited Bentley Lucia…the man Nanette was actually with for a while. The man from the picture you showed me.”

“And how did that go?”

“Honestly, it was sort of uneventful.” She went on to tell Deanna about the visit, analyzing the story herself as she went along, hoping to uncover some hidden truth or hint that she had missed the first time around. But she could come up with nothing.

“Camille, do you have any idea why she’d be so paranoid…so absolutely convinced people were after her that she would jump around from place to place, leaving people she started to care about?”

“I don’t. I was hoping you could tell me. I mean…were there people she knew or met because of my father? Or even my mother? People I may have somehow never known about?”

“If that’s the case, I don’t know those people, either. I know your mother was wrapped up in some pretty strange people at church for a while. Well…strange to me, anyway.”

Camille knew a bit about this—that her parents had once attended a very strict church, the sort that believed in the power of prayer and how people could act as vessels of God to perform healing and miracles. She’d heard it from her father a few times and Nanette had mentioned it once or twice, but always in a sort of embarrassed whisper. But she’d never shown any signs of fear over it.

“Let me guess,” Deanna said. “You’re on a case, aren’t you?”

“I am. But then again, I feel like I always am.”

“Maybe. But I also know you don’t just randomly call unless you’re feeling burdened. And the last few times, it’s been while you were actively on a case.”

Camille chuckled silently. Was she really so obvious?

“Oh, you know…” Deanna said. “I have no idea at all if this means anything, but I do know that

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