Persecuted by Persecuted (Nocturne)

Author:Persecuted (Nocturne)
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Joseph pulled into the parking lot, which was awash with light from the blue-and-orange neon Lancaster Inn sign. This was where, after some coercion, Felicia’s sister had sent them. She’d been reluctant to reveal their whereabouts because Kirk was hiding from his frigid wife and some guy who’d threatened him. She hadn’t known Elena was his wife, Joseph the threat. They’d posed as Felicia’s coworkers, who had a severance check to bring her. Joseph had even produced an official company payroll check to support his story, so she hadn’t questioned the late hour or their desperation as much as she should have.

Regrettably she’d admitted that she’d already talked to someone else, a private investigator, but she hadn’t told him where to find her sister. Was Elena’s vision right? Was the private investigator she’d hired a killer?

For her sake and Stacia’s, he hoped not. He shut off the engine. “Okay, you wait here.”

“I’m going, too.”

He shook his head. “Don’t worry, you’ll be right here.” Which probably wasn’t the greatest idea either, to leave her alone in the parking lot. On the long drive to Lancaster, he was pretty sure he’d lost the guards Koster had assured Joseph he had following Elena. Her fear and urgency, after her last vision, was so intense, he’d become swept up in it, too. He’d driven fast and a bit recklessly in his haste to get to Stacia. “You stay here, with the doors locked, and I’ll bring Stacia to you.”

Elena bit her lip as tears shone in her pale eyes. But she blinked them back, too strong to cry. “I’m going.” She threw open her door. “She’s my daughter, Joseph.”

And if something had happened to her, she wanted to know. She had to know. He understood and nodded reluctantly.

“Okay, but stay behind me,” he said as they climbed the stairs to the third floor. Although he didn’t have any psychic abilities, he had an uneasy feeling. The hair lifted on the nape of his neck, and his gut churned.

He’d never messed with guns. With his muscle, he hadn’t had to, but all of a sudden he wished he had one. What if Elena’s vision had already come true? The door of room 323B was partially open. No light spilled out from within; the room was completely dark but for the flashing of the neon sign.

Joseph grabbed Elena’s arm and dragged her back toward the stairs. “Go to the truck and wait for me.”

“The door’s open,” she said, even though she wouldn’t have been able to see around him. Had she had another vision of her husband’s murder scene?

“Go back,” he ordered. Then he closed his fingers around the handle of the switchblade he’d carried since he was a kid. It wasn’t a gun, but it had protected him more than once.

Elena’s protest was just a shake of her head, but from the determination burning bright in her pale eyes, he knew he wasn’t going to be able to budge her, not unless he threw her over his shoulder and carried her back to his Navigator.

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