Stroke of Death by Dale Mayer

Author:Dale Mayer
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery, Suspense
Publisher: Valley Publishing Ltd.
Published: 2020-06-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

“Oh, my God,” Cayce said to her mirror. “He dragged me out in public like this? How could the restaurant even let me in?” She alternated between laughter and fury, and then realized it was already an after-the-fact thing. No wonder Graham, her doorman, had been grinning.

She shrugged, stripped out of her clothes, let them all drop where she stood, and stepped into the shower. She leaned over, putting her hands against the shower wall, and just let the water sluice down her hair and back. She wanted to moan and cry for joy, but that took effort.

It took three times washing her hair to be able to run a comb through it without snagging on dried paint. Her fingers took a little bit longer to scrub. By the time she was done, she stepped out, grabbed a towel, wrapped it around her hair, and another around her body. She quickly dried off and walked into her bedroom.

She stared out the window, wondering how quickly her life had changed. She’d lost Elena, and then, all of a sudden, there was Richard. She didn’t know what to think. She didn’t know how to act. It was like he’d completely taken over, not as if she were a suspect, but as if she were a dear, dear friend. Something that Elena would certainly have done, if she’d been here. If it had been anybody else who had affected Cayce the same way, she might have known how to handle it. Not that she had to handle anything, but it felt like she did.

Then she realized she was just too damn tired, too tired to think, too tired to stand here any longer.

She walked over to the bed, dropped her towels to the floor, and completely collapsed under the sheets. Her last thought was that he had put all the leftovers in her fridge. And then she closed her eyes and let the world of darkness take her away.

And if her dream world had just taken her for a nice gentle stroll, it would have been fine. Instead it led her through a nasty maze of nightmares, of artists being hacked apart, arms being skinned, legs being skinned to go with the torsos. She knew that she could count on Richard to do the best he could, but, so far, two were dead, and, from the way he acted tonight, it was obvious that he thought she may be in danger too.

All of this filtered through her mind throughout the night, so, when she woke up the next morning, she lay exhausted, even while still in her bed. Her eyes opened. Instead of her almost perfect bed, as if she had slept solidly in one place, her bedding was twisted and turned, with the blankets and pillows everywhere. She groaned, shifted so that she sat up, leaning against the headboard, and pulled her knees to her chest.

Just then the phone rang. She stared at it, almost hating to answer. When she picked it up, Richard was on the line.

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