Trust Me (The Donovan Family Book 4) by Watson Margaret

Author:Watson, Margaret [Watson, Margaret]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Margaret Watson
Published: 2014-11-12T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

As Connor ran down the stairs, his mind was back in Raine's apartment. Would she stay put? Or would she follow him to the courtyard?

He walked into the twilight of the courtyard and glanced at the window of her apartment. She stood there, watching him. As her gaze locked with his, his cock stirred.

He turned his back and took a deep breath. Let it out slowly. Time to start thinking with the big head.

As he struggled to focus, he spotted a man carrying a briefcase half-way down the path to the building. He'd angled his body to watch the officers on the other side of the gate.

The guy turned and trudged toward the door of the building opposite Raine's. Connor spotted a flash of metal in his hand. Keys.

Someone returning home from work.

Dismissing him, Connor skimmed the space between the buildings, looking for anything out of place. With the sun below the horizon and darkness creeping over the poorly lit courtyard, the bushes took on ominous shapes. Full of shadows. Perfect hiding places.

Even the crabapple trees with their low-hanging branches provided deep shade. Easy enough for someone in dark clothes to blend in.

His gaze lingered on each tree, every shrub. No movement. No shadows darker than the others. No sense of someone watching.

He took a deep breath. There was no one hiding or lurking in the courtyard. No signs of any danger.

A few people stood at their windows, watching, but that was it. No one screaming, no urgency from the officers.

Whatever was going on here probably had nothing to do with Raine.

Coincidences made him suspicious. Twitchy.

As he started toward the street, the alternating blue and red flashes from the roof lights on the squad reflected off the building and bounced back at him. Reminded him that he was a cop working a case. Genie Northrup was a murder victim. He needed to focus on that. Not Raine. Not the way his body reacted whenever he saw her.

The door to the building across from Raine's flew open, and a young woman ran down the sidewalk toward the gate. She pushed through it and stopped in front of the closest police officer. Her high-pitched, agitated voice carried on the still air, and she gestured wildly with her hands as she talked.

Connor glanced around once more, making sure he hadn't missed anything, then headed for the small cluster of people outside the gate.

"Hey, Donovan." Harry Bellstair greeted him as he got closer. "What're you doing here?"

Connor had worked with him on a few cases. He was a good cop. Smart. Aware. Focused. Would probably make detective soon. "Hey, Belly. I was here talking to a relative of a victim in one of my cases. Saw you guys pull up."

"And you came out here?" Bellstair rolled his eyes. "Don't you know better than to volunteer?"

Connor tensed. "Volunteer for what? You here about a murder?"

"Nah. Burglary. Third one here in the past week or so. Schultz from Robbery's the detective."

"Details?"

Bellstair shrugged. "Small time. Probably an amateur.

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