Skeletons in the Mist (The McCall Twins) by Hayden Jennifer

Author:Hayden, Jennifer [Hayden, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2014-07-02T23:00:00+00:00

ELEVEN

Chas stared at the television screen, sleep eluding him. When he glanced at his wristwatch, he saw that it was four-thirty.

Two hours ago, he had tucked Roxy Tavish into his bed—for real this time—and retired to the living room couch, still fully clothed. He hadn’t been comfortable stripping down to the boxers he normally wore to bed, with Roxy in the house.

Trace had disappeared into his own room and obviously gone to sleep. Unfortunately, Chas’s mind was working overtime. He tended to do that when he was working on a case. Most of the time he laid awake at night, staring up at the ceiling, working each detail over inside of his head. When cases weren’t open and shut, mulling the facts over again and again was all the police could do. There was usually something obvious missing that was right under their noses. It just took time to figure out what it was. To his chagrin, nothing was coming to him tonight. He was exhausted, yet too keyed up to sleep.

Slapping at the pillow under his head, he groaned. The couch was uncomfortable to sleep on. He and Trace had bought it strictly for the upright comfort of watching sports. It was hell on the back when you tried lying down on it. He made a mental note to consider that fact the next time they went furniture shopping.

Turning over, he reached for the remote and shut off the television. He needed sleep. He hadn’t had a full eight hours in a night for too long. It was beginning to wear on him.

He shut his eyes and concentrated on a dreamless sleep. Not five minutes later, he was awakened by a noise. It was faint and coming from the hallway.

Immediately, he was up and on his feet. He had his gun in his hand before he even thought about it. He quietly made his way down the hall. When he got to Trace’s bedroom, he noticed that the door was tightly shut, just like it always was when his brother slept there.

His eyes squinted in the darkness of the hallway. The door to his own bedroom was cracked open and light filtered from the slit in the door. They’d left the bedside lamp on for her because she’d been too rattled to sleep in the dark.

He knew immediately that the noise was coming from inside the room. It was a soft mewling sound. It took him only a second to realize what it likely was—Roxy was awake…and she was crying.

He reached for the door and slowly pushed it open. His first instinct was to make sure there was nobody else in the room, even though he was fairly sure there wasn’t. Once he deemed the room clear, he set the safety and shoved his gun into the back of his jeans. He watched her for a moment. She was underneath the covers, her face turned in the opposite direction. She was shaking like a leaf. Instantly he felt bad for her.

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