Rhyannon Byrd - Primal Instincts 03 by Edge of Desire

Author:Edge of Desire [Desire, Edge of]
Format: epub
Published: 2010-04-06T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

Wednesday morning

The second Kellan touched his shoulder, Riley’s eyes flew open, the grim look on the Watchman’s face warning him that something had happened. Something bad. “What?” he croaked, jerking up into a sitting position. “What is it? Is Hope all right?”

“She’s fine,” Kellan told him, stepping back and sitting down on the second double bed. “It’s the bastard ex.”

“I’m going to kill him,” Riley growled, throwing back the sheet as he surged to his feet, grabbing the jeans that he’d laid on the foot of his bed. “Where is he? If he’s so much as laid a hand on her, I’m going to-”

“Riley, man, calm down,” Kellan murmured, holding up his hands. “I told you that Hope’s fine. But Capshaw is dead.”

He froze, his fingers gripping onto handfuls of denim so hard that his knuckles were white. “What do you mean he’s dead? How can he be dead?”

“They found his body in his motel room,” Kellan explained. “He’d been torn up…bitten. Hell, you know the routine. They think it happened late Monday night, and the cops don’t have a clue what’s going on. I feel sorry for the bastards. No matter how hard they try, they’re going to have a heck of a time getting to the bottom of this one.”

“His fingers?” Riley grunted, trying to wrap his head around it. The noise in his brain was deafening-a jumbled, crashing blend of his pulse and too many angry, condemning voices all shouting at once.

“His fingers were missing, same as the girl up in Wellsford,” Kellan said with a tired sigh. “Which means Gregory’s body count is stacking up. He’s still hanging around, but God only knows what he’s waiting for. I’m starting to find it hard to believe he’s still just biding his time, waiting for us to find that bloody Marker.”

“I don’t like it,” he muttered, buttoning his fly and pulling on a T-shirt, then reaching for the shoulder holster and gun that he’d left on the bedside table. “You’re right. He wouldn’t be this patient, unless he had a reason.”

“And why go after the ex?” Kellan asked as he leaned forward, bracing his elbows on his spread knees, his hands clasped loosely together between his legs. “Gregory must know that no one’s going to be upset over that asshole’s loss. Least of all you.”

Checking to make sure he had a full clip in the Beretta, Riley snapped the gun into the holster. “How did you hear?” he asked, dreading having to face Hope after this…and wondering just how she was taking it.

“Millie told me when I went up to the house for some coffee.”

Clearing his throat, Riley glanced through the window at the pouring rain that would make it impossible to dig before it let up, and said, “What was Hope doing? How’s she taking it?”

“I didn’t see her, but Millie said she was holding together. Thinks she’s more shocked than anything else right now. She was working in the kitchen when I left, keeping busy.”

Riley

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