Window of Death (Window of Time Trilogy Book 2) by Erfert DJ

Author:Erfert, DJ [Erfert, DJ]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Paranormal Romantic Thriller
Publisher: Stone Horse Press, LLC
Published: 2016-03-30T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

The blood dripped off the switchblade as the man walked toward her down the darkened hallway. The closer he got, the louder she cried. The knife in his left hand mimicked the knife on the skin of his arm. It was blood red—and Lucy screamed…

“Lucy,” Junie yelled, shaking her shoulder and waking her out of her nightmare.

Gasping for breath, Lucy stared at the worried faces of her friends kneeling on her bed. Her heart slowed as her breathing steadied. Lucy pulled up her knees, and she leaned her face on her hands. She was safe, but her terrifying nightmare had intruded on her sleep once again. “What time is it?” she whispered.

Junie put her arm around Lucy’s shoulders. “It’s 9:30. Let me call your father—” The door burst open, and a muscle-bound man dressed in black ran into the room with a gun in his hand, making Junie and Sunny scream. Kate pulled her gun from the sway of her back. Lucy moaned at the standoff. Raising her voice she said, “I had a stupid nightmare. Put your weapons away.” Lucy pointed at the guard she assumed her dad had left last night. “You, get out!”

The young man looked around, nodded, and slowly backed out of the room.

“How did he get inside our room?” Junie asked.

“He had his own keycard,” Kate said, putting her gun in its holster.

“He can do that?” Junie asked.

Kate walked over to the door and flipped the metal slid lock. “This is why you always put the extra lock on, ladies.”

“But that wouldn’t have stopped him,” Lucy said, kicking back her covers. “I need to take a shower before my dad gets here.”

“Lucy—” Kate sat on the edge of the bed. “Do you always wake up screaming after your nightmare?”

Lucy swung her suitcase on the bed next to Kate. “Pretty much.”

“And it’s always the same?”

Kate had her hair down again, except this morning her curls had more definition to them. They hung around her shoulders and down her back in perfect spirals. Lucy looked closer at her face. Kate had on a touch more makeup, too. “It was a little different this time,” Lucy said, opening her suitcase. She found some clean clothes for the day. “I was able to make out the tattoo on the man’s left arm. It was a blood-red dagger.”

“Lucy,” Kate asked in a whisper, “does your dad have a tattoo on his left arm?”

She stopped and thought about her question. Did her dad have any tattoos? Lucy sat down on the bed next to her suitcase. “I don’t remember.” She looked into her friend’s worried green eyes. “I honestly don’t remember. Have you talked about tattoos with him?”

“Yes, we did. I know your dad has a tattoo of an eagle on his right bicep. At least, that’s what he told me. And I told your dad that I have a tattoo of a butterfly on my ankle. Haven’t you seen his arms?”

Lucy shrugged. “He works out in the sun, so he wears longs sleeves to keep from burning.

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