a Touch of Revenge (Romantic Mystery - book 6): The Everly Gray Adventures by L.j. Charles

Author:L.j. Charles [Charles, L.j.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Amentino Publishing
Published: 2014-05-08T00:00:00+00:00

SEVENTEEN

MY PLANS FOR REVENGE HAD been flipped on their ass. I wasn’t ready to die. It shocked me. Left me at odds with my life, because, really, when I’d lost Mitch I believed I would die—either at the hands of Chad Burr, or from grief. And it had been okay with me. I’d always been comfortable with the danger inherent in ensuring that justice was done, and had figured it was a fair trade to see the three people I’d loved most in the world avenged.

But now every cell in my body rebelled. Maybe my mind had been ready to cash in, but the rest of me was totally against the idea. And didn’t that just put a crimp in things?

Pierce snapped his fingers in front of my face. “Hey. You’re alive and we have an appointment in there.” He jabbed a finger toward the tall structure with lots of windows.

“You do realize it’s not even dawn. There’s barely a promise of sunrise on the horizon, and they’re probably not open yet.”

He squinted at me. “They don’t close.”

I unfastened my seatbelt, craned my neck, and looked up. “With all that glass a sniper could pick them off one by one.” A chill slithered over my skin.

Pierce got out of the car, circled around, hitched a hand under my arm, and jerked me out of the Citroën. “Time to function, Hot Shot. My attorneys are the best, but there are some damn fine officers in the Yard. You need your head in the game. Now.”

Fear had latched on and was making an ugly mess of my thoughts. Function, Everly. Damn it! Sure as I stood there in the Scotland Yard car park, my eyes had to be glazing over. Shock from the weirdness of the past twenty-four hours had slammed my brain into a no-function state.

“Fuck.” Pierce swooped in and planted a hard, demanding kiss on my mouth.

When he stepped back, I sucked in deep breaths until my vision cleared. The earth tipped back into place, snapping me into the present moment with a jarring thud. “Okay. Ready. Let’s take on Scotland Yard.”

The inspector handling our case had been friends with Pierce “back in the day,” so things went…not as smoothly as I’d expected. Pierce’s attorney was excellent, my statement had been prepared perfectly, and the still pictures and videos we’d taken on-scene were self-explanatory.

It was when the Yard version of an FBI profiler led me to his office for a “quick chat” that things went a bit skewy. I’d shared the pictures I took of Fion Connor’s secret room, and apparently the inspectors were concerned about my reaction.

I answered their questions honestly. Yeah, it was damn scary. No, I hadn’t realized Connor had been stalking me all of my life. Yes, I thought she was mentally ill. No, my parents had never mentioned her. And the ringer: yes, I’d shoot her again in the same circumstances.

The inspector tapped his pen against pursed lips.

Reliving the scene had kicked my sanity back where it belonged.

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