The Girl in Cabin 13 by A.J. Rivers

Author:A.J. Rivers [Rivers, A.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

“Are you okay? Emma, tell me you're okay.”

I have to give it to her; at least Bellamy made it until I was inside the cabin, and the door was locked behind me to panic.

“I'm fine. I'm back inside my cabin now,” I tell her.

“Was it him? Was he following you?” she asks.

“I don't know for sure. I didn't see him. But it definitely sounded like somebody was out there with me.”

“You need to stay inside at night until this is all over with,” she says. “You're all alone out there.”

“I wasn't alone. I had you,” I reply.

She scoffs.

“I'm several hundred miles away from you. What is it you expect me to do? All the good I would be for is pinpointing the moment you were killed. That's not helpful.”

“It depends on how you look at it,” I say.

“Well, how I look at it is I'd much rather my best friend get back here alive. That means proving this LaRoche guy kidnapped and killed those people, siccing the FBI on him, and getting the hell out of there before you end up another notch on his belt.”

“I don't think he actually adds notches to his belt for every person he kills,” I muse. “That wouldn't make for a very subtle approach.”

I'm trying to calm her down, to make her feel better. It doesn't work.

“I'm serious, Emma. You agreed to go undercover to investigate and do what the local police force weren’t doing. Not to hunt this guy down yourself. You need to get your job done and come home.”

“As soon as I know I have enough, I'll call the team in. Until then, I promise I'll be as careful as I can.”

“I guess that's the best I'm going to get,” she sighs. “Just make sure you really are careful.”

I get off the phone and head to the bathroom to take a shower. The feeling the scrutinizing eyes watching me hasn't completely left my skin, and I make sure the shade is pulled down tightly over the window above before undressing. I'm not used to feeling vulnerable in a space that supposed to belong to me, even temporarily. I'm the type to shower with the door open because it means one less obstacle between getting out and getting on with my day. But I've also never been in quite this position. I've always had the comfort of knowing the rest of my team is close by. Even when I'm the only one in the building, or it seems to others watching that I'm alone, I know I'm not. There are always agents close enough to get to me within a matter of seconds. Not tonight. After six months out of the field, I'm truly by myself, and for the first time in my adult life, I lock the bathroom door before taking my shower.

The thought of being watched in the woods and the locked door makes me angry as I stand under the stream of water so hot it stings my skin.

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