Taken! 19-24 (Donald Wells' Taken! Series) by Donald Wells

Author:Donald Wells [Wells, Donald]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Hard-Boiled, Suspense, Mystery, Thriller
Published: 2013-12-29T05:00:00+00:00

TAKEN! 22 — IMPRISONED!

Jessica awakened from a restless sleep, as the noise from the hallway roused her.

It was Rob Stevens, and he sounded drunk as he stumbled about while singing an old love song.

Jessica stepped from the bed and grabbed her robe, to then walk to Rob’s doorway and look within.

He was seated on the edge of the bed, in his right hand was a nearly empty bottle of whiskey, and he was clad only in a pair of boxers.

As the dog came over to stand beside Jessica, Stevens took note of their presence and raised the bottle up in greeting. His face was slick with tears and his eyes dulled with sorrow.

“Hi, I’m sorry if I woke you. I was singing a song to Juliet, her favorite song.”

“How much have you had to drink?”

Rob looked at the bottle.

“Not enough, there’s still some in there.”

Jessica walked into the room and sat beside him, then she reached over, took the bottle, and set it upon the nightstand.

“Liquor is not the answer, Rob.”

“It helps; it helps me to forget.”

“Forget what?”

“What Juliet must have gone through as she drowned, the terror that must have gripped her. I can’t stop thinking about her, good or bad, and God help me, I want to. I want to lose myself, for just a little while I want to forget.”

Jessica took his hand and gave it a squeeze.

“I know what you’re saying. All I do is think about my husband. Inside my head is a constant drumbeat of questions that have no answers; it’s maddening.”

Stevens nodded.

“It is maddening, and I just want the pain to stop, if only for one night, if for one night I could feel good again.”

Jessica released his hand and caressed his cheek in sympathy.

An instant later, she found Rob’s lips pressed against hers as he took her in his arms.

She jerked her head back.

“No Rob, I can’t be that for you. I understand the loneliness, the pain, but I haven’t given up hope and I doubt I ever will.”

Stevens buried his face against her neck and Jessica could feel him tremble with need.

“Just one night,” he whispered. “One night where we can forget our loss and feel whole again,”

Jessica slid out of his embrace as she stood.

“I have to go.”

He called her name as she reached the doorway, and she looked back in at him. Stevens snatched the bottle off the table and gripped it with both hands as if it were a life preserver.

“I’m sorry,” he said.

“You’ve nothing to be sorry about; now try to get some sleep.”

Jessica closed his door behind her and walked back to her bedroom with the dog following along. After a moment of debating the need for it, she locked her bedroom door.

She returned to bed as the doubts and questions about her missing husband raced through her mind and soon she was weeping. After grabbing his pillow, she hugged it to herself in a desperate embrace as she whispered a plea into the night.

“Come back

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