The Burial of Bones (The Bones of Betrayal Book 3) by A.R. BRECK

Author:A.R. BRECK [BRECK, A.R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-03-06T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Vivianna

T

he sputtering of the coffee maker reaches my ears, but it’s mostly drowned out by the woman on the TV screen, droning on about another death from the mysterious Carnival de Morte killings.

With the oh-so familiar scent of coffee that surrounds me and reminds me of California, I instantly miss Soren and Rachel. I don’t allow myself to feel bad for myself when there’s tragedy happening across the country.

My heart aches, but I don’t allow myself to feel the pain as the trailer park in Tennessee is mostly roped off with yellow police tape. Officers and detectives walk in the background, a look of disgust on their faces.

I don’t understand it, until the coffee stops sputtering and the voice of the woman on the screen becomes clearer.

“The most brutal slaying thus far. It seems with every murder, the killer is growing bolder. These heinous killings can only be defined as one thing… torture.” She winces, as if she saw a glimpse of what is in one of those homes.

I grab the remote off the kitchen island, flicking off the television.

I don’t even care to listen anymore. My mind is already running a million miles a minute, and if they are saying the killings are worse than a woman being slung up by her neck, cut open and clearly sexually assaulted, minor on the brutality scale, I don’t want to know how much worse it can get.

I shiver, ignoring my steaming coffee, my appetite and anything that could go in my body the last thing on my mind. I’m almost positive it would come back up within seconds.

I groan, swallowing over the nausea as I walk to the back door. Sliding it open, I step out onto the stone patio which overlooks the mountains. Sitting down in one of the chairs, I glance out at the morning sun as it sets over the trees, lightening up the green and creating a glow through the thick branches, and inhale the crisp morning air. The mountains, a combination of green, brown, with white tips where the elevation will never completely melt the snow.

It’s peaceful. And it’s all I need when my anxiety makes me feel as if I have no control.

The sliding door opens, snapping me out of my daze. I glance over my shoulder, seeing Hades walk out in nothing but a pair of sweatpants, one arm carrying a sleepy Adrianna in her unicorn pajamas, the other holding my quickly cooling cup of coffee.

“You forgot your coffee,” he says, his voice concerned.

He knows me too well.

I turn my gaze back to the mountains. “The news this morning pretty much ruined my morning coffee.”

He doesn’t say anything, which says enough.

He already knows.

A shadow falls over me as Hades walks around the table, sitting in the chair across from me. He props Adrianna on his knee, and I instantly open my arms. She wiggles off Hades, walking over to me with messy hair and creases still on her cheeks from her blankie.

“Good morning,” I whisper as I lift her into my arms.

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