Watch Me by Juppenlatz Silke

Watch Me by Juppenlatz Silke

Author:Juppenlatz, Silke
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp.
Published: 2012-09-01T04:00:00+00:00


Chapter 9

Keric sat on the steps outside the cabin, a beer in his hand, dragging the toe of his boot through the dirt. They’d come for him, but he couldn’t leave. This was the fourth beer and the sun hadn’t even made it out of bed yet.

Engine noise made him look up, then dismiss it as just another tourist driving up to a cabin. The noise came closer and a black SUV came into view, a blond woman in the driver’s seat. For a moment he thought it was Tiffy, but the hairstyle was different, and she was older. His interest waned immediately.

A door slammed, and still he didn’t look up. Two booted feet stopped in front of him.

“Are you Keric?”

He shrugged.

The woman took the beer from his hand and put it down. “I think you’ve had quite enough to drink.”

Keric lifted his gaze to hers, noting the disgusted curl of her upper lip. He guessed he looked like shit, with bloodshot eyes and stubble on his face. A savage headache pounded his skull, making it hard to concentrate. He didn’t care what this woman thought of him. It couldn’t be any worse than his own opinion of himself. “Who the hell are you, lady?” Even his voice felt rough and raw in his throat.

“I’m Lucia.” She waited for a reaction, but he gave none. “Tiffy’s sister.”

So the torment had begun. He guessed she was here to grab Tiffy’s stuff. His last reminder of her. The only thing holding her scent. Like an idiot he’d shoved the sheets into the washing machine. He wrapped his hand around the little skull earring in his pocket. At least he had this. While it didn’t smell of her anymore, it was the one thing he’d never part with. Keric got up to walk away. He wasn’t going to watch her sister remove the last traces of Tiffy. “Her bag is inside.”

“Where are you going? What bag?”

Keric stopped. “If you’re not here for her things, then why?”

Lucia crossed her arms in front of her chest. “I wanted to see the man who made Tiffy cry all night.”

All night. If she’d shot him through the heart, he couldn’t have hurt more. He had no defense and refused to look at her.

“Something tells me you’ve been drinking since she left.” Lucia sighed. “You look as miserable as she feels.”

“I’ll get over it.” Keric shot her a black look. “Like you said, I’ve been drinking.”

“If my husband finds out I’ve come here, he’ll hit the roof. He thinks I’m getting groceries, so we better make it quick.” She sat on the steps. “What the hell is going on? Why did you do this to Tiffy? By the looks of it you suffer as much as she does.”

Yeah, well. Nothing a silver bullet through the head couldn’t fix. “Why should I tell you?”

“Because I asked? I’m not the enemy. I just want to resolve the situation.”

“There is nothing to resolve. Your husband killed my brother. Am I supposed to forgive and forget?”

“I didn’t say that.



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