The Veritas Codex by Betsey Kulakowski

Author:Betsey Kulakowski
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: paranormal thriller, supernatural thriller, Bigfoot, Hunting Bogfoot, Da Vinci, Codex, templar
Publisher: Babylon Books
Published: 2020-09-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

Jess’ words resounded in Rowan’s head for hours. Hoax-monger in a monkey suit. He pounded his fist in the counter. Lauren flinched. Rowan wasn’t prone to fits of rage, but his dander was definitely up.

“Well, at least we know one thing,” she said, pushing her food around on her plate.

“What’s that?” He paced a few more moments before coming to sit down at the table across from her. “What?”

“I wasn’t kidnapped by Bigfoot.”

He buried his eyes in his hands “Jeez,” he snarled. “It was a lot easier for me to stomach the thought that a Bigfoot did this to you.” He put his hand over hers, his thumb brushing over the small, cool diamond. It softened his anger just a bit.

“You know what this means, don’t you?” she asked. It took a moment for him to respond.

“What?”

“We have to go back.”

“We can’t go back.”

“We have to,” she said. “You know I’m right.”

“We are not going back. Dammit,” he snapped.

“We don’t have any other choice. We have to get more data, Rowan. We have to. The truth, remember?”

“Jess sent her report to the FBI. It’s in their hands to investigate now.”

“We have to go back,” Lauren repeated.

“We are not going back!” he snapped. “You still have your arm in a sling. You could have died.”

“But I didn’t.”

“You could have.”

“You know I am right.”

“We’re not going back,” he stated flatly. He set his jaw, but his lip quivered. “We’re not.”

“We have to.”

“No. We don’t.”

* * *

Lauren was miffed. She was tired of being confined to bed, tired of trying to make herself comfortable on the sofa. She thought the recliner was slightly better. Her mood was brooding and restless. Rowan wasn’t any better off. The lack of sleep wore on him and he often went on long runs to try and clear his mind. It didn’t seem to be helping.

Limited to watching television and surfing the internet Lauren had no such opportunity to ease her stress. She was too bored to really pay attention, least of all to the television. She’d already made three tours through the ninety-some channels before she got fed up. She slung the remote across the room and nearly hit Rowan’s head with it.

He glanced up from the computer. “What?”

“I’m bored,” she moaned. “I’m tired of sitting around.”

“What do you want me to do?”

“Take me to Washington,” she insisted.

“Where do you want to go on our honeymoon?” He returned his attention to the work.

“Washington.”

“I’m serious. I’m not taking you on another investigation until we decide where we’re going on our honeymoon. And we aren’t honeymooning anywhere where there’s something to investigate.”

“Like there’s anywhere like that.” She leaned back the recliner.

“Lauren,” he pleaded. “Help me here.”

“Where have we not been?”

“So far, we’ve missed Antarctica and Alaska,” he said. “There’s a reason for that. I don’t like to be cold.”

“Then we’ll go to the beach,” she said.

“Bermuda?” He smiled. He thought of their investigation in the Bermuda triangle.

“No way,” she scolded. “I liked Bermuda, but you drank two pitchers of rum swizzles and nearly fell off the cliff by the hotel.

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