Cindy Spencer Pape - [Guardian Investigations 01] by Heart of the Bear (html)

Author:Heart of the Bear (html) [Bear, Heart of the]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-06-07T00:43:33+00:00

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By the time we turned onto the well-maintained two-lane private road, Evan had given me as much background as he could about the Carters, the cult and werewolves in general. What he knew wasn’t much. Derek Carter had inherited a small fortune but, through smart investments, had turned it into a large one. Apparently he was part owner of several major Silicon Valley firms. Leah Morrison Carter was also a hereditary werewolf, but from a more middle-class background in Montana or somewhere, where some of her relatives were still ranchers. Ericka was their only child, a straight-A student at a local public school, and was driven to and from everyday by her mother, though recently a bodyguard/driver had been added to the trips. Apparently, there had been a half-hearted attempt to coax Ericka away a few weeks earlier, right after her father had rejected the offer to join Sons of the Wolf.

We stopped at an unmanned gate. Evan spoke into the intercom, and we were allowed to pass.

“Good fences, personal bodyguard. Can’t have been too easy to get the girl. Where was she snatched?”

“From her bedroom in the middle of the night,” Evan grunted. “Security system never detected a peep. Guardian’s computer guru is on his way down to find out why.”

Minutes later, we pulled onto a circle drive in front of the biggest log cabin I’ve ever seen. It was a sprawling, three-story structure, but it was designed to blend into the natural environment rather than to stand out from it. We left the car right in front of the house and walked side by side up the stone steps. Evan raised his hand, but the wide, double doors were whisked open before he could knock.

“Evan. Thank God you’re here.” A petite, frazzled looking woman in her late thirties grabbed Evan by the hand and practically dragged him over the threshold. Her shirt was buttoned crooked, her wavy, chestnut-brown hair was pulled into a haphazard ponytail and there were stress lines alongside her amber-brown eyes.

“Evan.” The man who spoke was almost as tall as Evan but more compact. His hair was dark brown with thick silver streaks at the temples. “Thank you.” He reached around his wife and shook Evan’s hand then offered his to me.

“Glad I was nearby,” Evan said as he shook the man’s hand. “Rhys is on his way in the helicopter to check the electronics. And this is Hannah Lightfoot—you’ve met her brother Will. She’s on loan from the San Diego Police Department.” As Evan introduced me, I mentally steeled myself to shake hands with the couple. I didn’t often get psychometric flashes off of people, but it had been known to happen, especially when it came to crimes of passion. If he’d been involved in whatever happened to his daughter, the emotions would probably be close enough to the surface for me to pick up.

Derek Carter’s grip was strong and firm. All I detected was fear and love and white-hot fury. I let out the breath I’d barely realised I was holding and shook hands with his wife.

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