Traces of the Girl: A Fast-Paced Psychological Thriller by E. R. Fallon

Author:E. R. Fallon [Fallon, E. R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Endeavour Media
Published: 2019-05-01T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Harry relied on her own decent sense of direction and found what she believed was the closest house to Emily Will’s property. She pulled into the dirt driveway – what was it with the country and dirt? – of the log cabin home with smoke coming out of the chimney in the cool afternoon. The air smelled of burning firewood. She noticed an old blue pickup truck parked near the house. Harry stopped the car and got out first. Carlow followed.

“Do you know who lives here?” she asked.

Carlow shook his head. “The folks who live in these parts like to keep to themselves. Recluses, like Emily Will. We better be careful though. People around here tend to own guns and we weren’t invited.”

“Great. And just when I was starting to think how I didn’t miss the city too much,” Harry said with sarcasm. “Thanks for the heads up.”

Harry put her hand over her gun in her holster and walked up to the porch. There was a cracked flowerpot near the front door. She rang the doorbell and a man’s voice shouted.

“Who is it?”

“Police, sir. We’d like to speak with you.”

“I ain’t done nothing wrong.”

“It’s about your neighbor.”

That seemed to catch his interest and the door flew open. “It’s about Emily?”

“Yes, Emily Will. Do you have any weapons on you, sir?”

“No. Well, I got a shotgun inside but not on me.”

“Okay, sir, please stay where you are.”

He didn’t seem to like following her orders and couldn’t stop fidgeting as he stood there. “I’m Smith Reed, by the way.” The skinny man held out his grubby hand and Harry reluctantly shook it. His skin felt rough and clammy. He had an ear piercing. “No offense or nothing, but I can see his badge on his coat. I don’t see any on you.” He looked at Carlow then at Harry. “Do you have a badge or something? You seem too pretty to be a cop. Are you new in town?” He had long, greasy hair and hadn’t shaved in a while, and he looked hungover.

His flirting repulsed her. She didn’t answer his question and showed him her badge.

Reed nodded. “Okay, I guess you’re real, then. But you never answered my question. Are you new …”

Harry gave him a long stare and he shut up.

Smith gave Carlow a once-over. “Are you her servant boy or what?” he said with a hoarse laugh. “She got you under her thumb?

Carlow frowned but ignored Reed’s comment and introduced himself as an officer.

“Her officer?” Reed grinned and showed his bad teeth as he leaned against his doorframe, and Harry got the feeling they weren’t going to be invited inside.

From his odd demeanor, she half suspected that Reed was holding Emily hostage inside his cabin.

“You’re here about Emily? What a pretty thing she is.” He winked at Harry.

A real prince charming, Harry thought with a smile. She felt bad for Emily to have had this jerk as her closest neighbor.

“She’s not home, and we were wondering if you knew where she is,” Carlow said.

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