The Dark Side Of The Moon by Watson Margaret

Author:Watson, Margaret [Watson, Margaret]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Suspense
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2011-10-30T22:25:30+00:00

Ten hours later, he gripped the steering wheel of his police Blazer tightly as the headlights of an oncoming car blinded him momentarily. His eyelids felt like sandpaper when he blinked, and his nerves were strung out from lack of sleep. But his exhaustion didn’t matter. Nothing mattered except making sure that Tory was all right.

When he turned into her driveway he saw no cars in her small parking lot. The lights in her clinic still blazed, though, and her house was dark and still. At least she hadn’t tried to go home by herself.

The front door to her clinic was locked. His stomach tightened as he knocked on the door, then relaxed as he heard her call out, “Who is it?”

“It’s me, Tory.”

A moment later the door opened, and she stood there with a tentative smile on her face. It faded just a little as she noticed his grim face. Stepping back, she said, “Hi, Holt. Come on in. I’m glad you were a little later than usual tonight. I had a lot of paperwork to do.”

“I’ll go check the rest of the clinic while you finish it up.”

“I already locked both the doors.”

“I know.” He turned and tried to smile at her. “I just want to double-check.”

Nodding, she headed toward her office. He watched her go, battling the urge to pull her into his arms and promise her she would be safe with him, that never again would she have to endure pain and terror. But he didn’t move. He couldn’t.

Even if he had the right to comfort her like that, he had no assurance that what he said was the truth. Whoever had committed these murders and was now stalking her was both smart and clever. As he shoved through the door into the kennel, he vowed that no one would get to her unless they went through him first.

The back door was securely locked, as were all the windows. He stood in the semidarkness of the kennel, listening to the rustle of the animals in their cages, and looked at the woods that surrounded the building. They just looked like trees to him, but Tory was terrified of them.

He watched them sway in the wind for a while, listening to their sighs. The trees had comforted him when he’d first arrived in Eagle Ridge, his spirit battered and nearly broken. They’d been a symbol of endurance and hope. They had survived countless storms, weathered fires and the constant punishment of the seasons, and still stood straight and proud. He should be able to do the same.

He’d thought he’d been recovering, because his pain and guilt weren’t constant companions anymore. They snuck up on him at night, when his guard was down, but during the day he could keep the memories away. He’d taken it as a good sign.

Until he met Tory. Met her and wanted her with a passion he couldn’t remember ever feeling before, not even for his wife. It scared the hell out of him and brought all the pain crashing in on him.

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