Drown Her Sorrows (Bree Taggert) by Melinda Leigh

Drown Her Sorrows (Bree Taggert) by Melinda Leigh

Author:Melinda Leigh [Leigh, Melinda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Amazon
Published: 2021-03-15T16:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER NINETEEN

“We need to clear the rest of the property,” Bree said.

Matt pointed to her crudely bandaged arm. “You need to get that taken care of.”

“I will.” But first she’d assess the scene.

They went outside and surveyed their surroundings. The parking area spanned the distance between the house and garage. At least an acre of lush, tree-dotted lawn surrounded the two buildings. The grass faded to a meadow with thicker woods in the distance. She saw nothing alive other than a couple of bats flying over the tennis court. An owl hooted in the distance. Tires grated as another deputy’s vehicle arrived.

“Not many places to hide out here,” Bree said. “Not until you hit the woods.”

She assessed the distance. A shooter would need a sniper rifle to be a threat from there. “We didn’t see the shooter come or go. They must have come through the meadow.”

Matt pulled out his cell phone. “Looking at my map app, I see a road on the other side of those woods.”

Bree examined the ground. “No footprints.”

She turned and sized up the house. It had to be six thousand square feet. Paul’s wife had left him, and their kids were at college. But she couldn’t assume the house was empty.

Bree assigned one deputy to secure the garage and begin a crime scene log, making a record of everyone who entered the scene. She, Matt, and the two additional deputies went to the front of the house. The door was locked. She could see through a narrow pane of glass next to the door. There was no one in the foyer.

Bree pressed the doorbell. A chime sounded inside.

No answer. She rang the bell again, then knocked hard on the door and called out, “Sheriff’s department!”

Nothing.

“We’re coming in,” Bree yelled.

She broke one of the panes with the butt of her gun, reached in, and unlocked the dead bolt. Weapons drawn, they filed into the house. A staircase curved up one side of the foyer. Bree motioned for the deputies to take the second floor.

Bree and Matt moved left into a formal living room. They went through the doorway and swept their weapons from corner to corner.

“Clear.” Bree pivoted on her heel.

They crossed the foyer into the dining room and repeated the process.

Matt put his back to the wall. “Clear.”

Bree led the way down the hall to a kitchen and great room bigger than the entire first floor of her house. Sleek and modern, the rooms were light on furniture and knickknacks. A marble fireplace took center stage. Across the back of the house, wide windows and two french doors showcased the views of the lawn, meadow, and woods behind the house. The kitchen island was a white marble slab the size of Bree’s barn door.

She opened a door and found a massive pantry. Matt checked a closet. They made their way through the kitchen to the laundry room and a half bath. Retreating from the kitchen, they went down a short hallway on the other side of the great room.



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