Buried by Kate Watterson

Buried by Kate Watterson

Author:Kate Watterson [Watterson, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Thriller, Mystery
ISBN: 9780765369628
Publisher: Tor Books
Published: 2013-01-01T05:00:00+00:00


Chapter 16

Into the darkness.

He’d named it that, when he had these moments of doubt. His mind wandered, and then there was nothing but black.

Cold and bleak.

He sat on the side of the bed, shivering, head in hands, his shirt clammy against his skin, his legs weak, feet on the cold floor.

The damn nightmares.

They just didn’t stop. Invading his mind, ruining his sleep, blocking out the past.

It was easy to forget what was real and what might just be the worst dream his imagination had ever spun …

And no proof. He had no proof.

A blessing and a curse.

* * *

Jason woke up on the couch. He registered that someone had just knocked and managed to squint at the clock.

Okay, so it was only eight-thirty in the evening, kind of early to go to sleep, but then again, he didn’t have a lot of deadlines at the moment and had drifted off during a sitcom, wearing his boxers and nothing else.

Luckily his jeans and shirt were on the floor and he jerked them on as the person knocked again. He said irritably, “Coming.”

Three steps forward and he was almost there before he thought of Danni, and before her Brown and Fielding, and stepped sideways from the door in case a bullet came through it. “Who is it?”

“Me.”

Okay. Definitely the voice of one Ellie MacIntosh, he thought sardonically, detective extraordinaire from northern Wisconsin. Her third visit in just a few days.

“That narrows it down.” He flipped the lock and swung open the front door. “But I do at least recognize your voice. What?”

“Please don’t try to bowl me over with your enthusiastic welcome. Can I come in?”

She stood, wearing a light jacket because it was a cool evening, her hair straight and natural, and her hazel eyes challenging but clearly meeting his without apology.

“Sure.”

She walked past, set her keys on the coffee table, and turned around. “Your dinner with Danni Crawford … we need to talk again.”

“Where’s your sidekick?”

“Believe it or not, I think Grasso had something to do tonight.”

“Yeah, I kinda don’t believe that.” He shut the door. “Beer?”

“Coffee?”

“That’s boring, MacIntosh. I’ve got instant, that’s all.”

“No to instant coffee, but thanks for the offer.” She sat down, slipping off her jacket. Her arms were slender and smooth but her expression was about as relenting as slate. “I’ve talked to them up north and you can look over the records.”

“Wait a minute. Are we talking about the cold case? I am sure it will be my pleasure to have them laughing at me as I bust my ass going over decades of dusty files. Do we even have the slightest clue as to who she could be?”

“Do we have the slightest clue who might have killed Danni Crawford?”

Jason lifted his hands in a gesture of impatience. “What direction are we going? I’m starting to get a little confused here. We are investigating both, right? What is it you want from me you didn’t get on your previous visit?”

“Metzger wants you back, but desk only.



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