Dying Breath--A Heart-Stopping Novel of Paranormal Romantic Suspense by Heather Graham

Author:Heather Graham
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MIRA
Published: 2017-08-31T04:00:00+00:00

9

Vickie showered and dressed quickly. She was waiting impatiently when Griffin arrived, and he got there fast enough.

Dylan was there, pacing. “I know her name,” he told Griffin. “I know her name, her first name, at least, and it’s Darlene. She managed to tell that much.”

“She died in the water, Griffin,” Vickie added. “They boxed her up somehow, and threw her in the water. I would imagine they knocked her out first, too, and then threw her in the water. She would have drowned, I think.”

“Wait, wait, hold up, just a minute,” he said. He wasn’t in the least doubtful; he was as usual, sturdy, strong, calm—and ready to listen to what they had to say.

“I thought I was dreaming last night—about angels instead of corpses,” Vickie explained.

“But I saw her, too, briefly. She’s not a very good ghost. I don’t mean she’s a bad ghost,” Dylan explained. “She’s just not experienced. She can’t really make herself be seen or heard well yet, even to me. But she must have seen something of what else has happened; she must have known about Vickie somehow and tried to reach her.”

“So she came here, Griffin,” Vickie said softly. “When she could manage to reach out, she did. She needs to be found. I think she might have been a teenager—not very old. Late teens or early twenties. Beautiful blonde girl, wearing white. White pants and a white shirt with flowing sleeves. Large brown eyes. And...” She paused, watching his expression. “You’re not surprised. You don’t think I’m crazy and you’re not in the least skeptical.”

He halfway smiled at her. “Dylan is standing right here,” he said softly.

“Right,” Dylan said.

“But...you’re not surprised about another victim.”

“No, I’m not. The newspaper found one of the clues they had apparently just tossed as some kind of silly letter,” he said. “And the killers wrote in again, making sure we knew we had missed one—and would definitely find her dead.”

“Oh!” Vickie said. She sank down on the sofa, absently picking up a throw pillow and holding it to her as she stared at him. “Um—what were the clues?”

“All right,” Griffin told her, perching at the end of the sofa and reading from his phone. “The first clue—the one that was missed—is this, ‘So I shall begin where building began. Where all were young once, born and bred. What was once young is oldest now, to find her, see, the boldest be.’”

“Oldest,” Vickie repeated thoughtfully.

“And what came next?”

“Two letters, both arrived this morning. The first, ‘Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it. You are fools. You missed the first—sad that there are those who never learn.’”

“Why now?” Vickie asked. “I mean, this poor woman was the first. Then, two women died, but you were able to save Angelina Gianni, then Barbara Marshall, Chrissy Ballantine—and now Fiona West. The killers could have taunted you with that clue before.”

“I wonder if they thought Fiona West wouldn’t have been found,” Griffin said. “The second letter

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