The Golden Sparrow by Samantha Latshaw

Author:Samantha Latshaw [Latshaw, Samantha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rhysian Mountain Press
Published: 2020-03-30T16:00:00+00:00

Sleep evaded me that night and every time I closed my eyes, I saw Reeves with his exposed head over and over. I knew that Detective Emerson needed to know, but I had no idea how I was going to get that information to him since it was extremely likely that I was being watched. Whatever I did, whoever I went and saw, was most likely being reported back to Basso. The thought made me sick to my stomach.

To my immense surprise—and relief—Detective Emerson showed up a little bit after two the next day and announced, a little loudly, that he was there to ask a few more questions regarding Mimi’s death.

Stepping aside to let him in, I closed the door swiftly behind him, anxious to tell him what I had seen.

“Is anyone here?” the detective asked me when we were stepping towards the sitting room.

“Only the cook, Mrs. Brandt,” I replied, “and she’s in the kitchen. Our maid, Danielle, has a day off. I can have Mrs. Brandt make us tea, though.”

“That’s not necessary,” Detective Emerson said. “I won’t be long.” He then gestured to the chairs and asked, “Shall we sit?”

Once we were settled in, I looked expectantly at the detective, waiting for his questions.

Finally, he shifted in his seat then said, “I heard about last night. How are you?”

“Shocked,” I said honestly. I blinked and saw the horrific image again. I shuddered. “I didn’t think it would be like that. I didn’t think I’d see it so soon.”

“Nor did I,” Detective Emerson admitted. “One of my informants told me you handled it well. He said you even volunteered to help, which Basso didn’t take you up on, of course. But it helps, you know. It encourages him to see that you’re willing.”

Anger flared to life in the pit of my stomach and burned hotly in my veins.

“Oh yes,” I said, leveling a glare at him. “Yes, it must make him so happy to know that I am absolutely willing to participate in torture and murder.”

“Miss MacClare,” the detective began with an annoyed sigh, “may I remind you that you agreed to help with this? You knew enough before you went in what you would be getting yourself into. You’ve also seen enough by now to know what else is in store, should you return to him. If you go back to the Golden Sparrow, you are telling, not only me, but Basso as well, that you’re willing to continue.” He paused then and leaned forward. “Are you?”

I closed my eyes and rested my head on the back of the chair, my breaths coming slowly and deeply.

Did I want to keep going? I asked myself. I could feel the detective’s inquisitive gaze on me, but I didn’t stir. Did I want to keep putting myself at risk? Did I really want to do it?

This isn’t about you, another, quieter voice said firmly. This is about Mimi. What you’re doing, you’re doing for her.

Slowly, I opened my eyes and brought my gaze back to Detective Emerson, who was still waiting patiently for my answer.

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