The Forgotten Mother: A Spine Chilling Crime Thriller With a Heart Stopping Twist by M.L Rose

Author:M.L Rose
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi, epub
ISBN: 1798497433
Publisher: Hard Wire Publication
Published: 2019-02-02T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 46

It was Nicole. Odd, how her face hadn't changed over the years.

It was a rainy, dark night but she stood under a streetlight, and Arla could see her face clearly. Nicole stood no more than ten feet away. Rain water coursed down her face like incessant tears. Wet hair clung to her neck and she shivered. Arla couldn't tear her eyes off her sister. After all these years, she had found her.

“Here,” Arla gasped, throwing her arms open. “Nicole, come here.”

Her sister stared back at her, a lost, helpless look on that normally cocky, self-assured face. “Arla,” she whispered. “Is it you?”

“Yes. It’s me.” Arla stepped forward. A brisk wind creaked the corners of her broken heart. Nicole was so close to touch, after all these years.

Then she saw him. A long, hooded dark figure. He loomed out of the darkness suddenly, behind the lamp post. His face was invisible. He was behind Nicole and she hadn't seen him.

“Nicole!” Arla shouted. “Come here, quickly.”

Her sister’s eyes widened. A sudden cloud of blackness poured out from the figure behind Nicole. It blew out into the rainy, windy night like a shroud, hiding Nicole from view.

“No!” Arla screamed. She ran full tilt towards the shadow. “No…”

Arla’s eyes flew open. She was sitting upright in bed, breathing heavily. Her alarm was beeping, a faint sound to her right. She felt a warm hand on her shoulder and turned to see Harry. He was fully dressed, in stark contrast to her nakedness.

“Same dream again?” Harry asked gently.

Arla brushed his hand off her shoulder. She wiped sweat from her brow and tried to control her thudding heart. God, she hated that dream. Hated it.

She came off the bed and grabbed the dressing gown hanging from the back of the door. As she went into the bathroom, she heard the front door click shut. Harry was leaving for work. That was planned, as they made it a point never to arrive together.

In the cold light of day, her mind slipped out of slumber. She stepped inside a hot shower and got ready quickly. Today was going to be busy.

She ticked off the things she needed to do in her mind. Simpson had to be interviewed again before he left. She knew she couldn't keep him if he was granted bail. Harry had a search warrant for Luke Simpson’s house, and she didn't even need it to get inside under the circumstances. There was now a police case against Luke, for resisting arrest and assaulting a police officer. Johnson couldn't stop her now.

She also needed to speak to Cherie. Luke had used a new number, so they could put a trace on it. Luke had to be found. There was no time to lose.

By the time Arla got to the station, it was nine am. The incident room was buzzing when she walked in.

Arla took her place next to Harry, Lisa and the rest of the team. She raised her voice. The room was packed to the brim today.

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