Escaping The Past (Belladonna Series Book 2) by Mercy Ryan

Author:Mercy Ryan [Ryan, Mercy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Angry Eagle Publishing, LLC
Published: 2024-08-20T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Graham

Rory tapped on the glass as he approached the door to my office, but the tension in his expression told me this was not a social call. It was clear that this was not a friendly visit, it had to do with the case, and the news he brought was heavy with foreboding.

He was in full detective mode, his every movement calculated and precise. The intensity of his gaze made my heart skip a beat as he swept it across the outer office, his eyes like deep pools of ice giving away nothing. A sense of unease settled over me and left the hairs on the back of my neck standing on end. Whatever the news, it couldn't be good. He scowled, his brow etched with worry and tension, indicating that something had hit close to home. Immediately, I knew it had to do with Scarlett.

The door stood ajar, a hesitant invitation to whoever sought entry. My words were a bright façade, a false cheerfulness painted over the lurking fear in the room.

“Good morning, Rory. Come in.” Rory's face remained a mask of stoicism, giving away nothing of the weight of the news he carried.

As the door clicked shut behind him, the air seemed to grow thick with tension and foreboding, like a storm cloud gathering on the horizon. My heart felt heavy, knowing that whatever was about to be revealed would be difficult to hear. And then, like a bolt of lightning, the words cut through the silence: "We have a lead in the case."

It was a glimmer of hope that I desperately grasped at, but also a weight of responsibility and uncertainty with fears for the safety of Scarlett.

“That’s good, isn’t it?” Even I could hear the desperation in my voice when the octave raised with my question.

He sighed loudly, slumping into the chair across the desk from me. “Not really. It’s not helping us in the way we would hope. It does tell us more about who… or more like what we’re dealing with.”

I didn’t like the sound of the way he said ‘what’. It implied that this person has some kind of skill or history they are uneasy with.

“What do you mean… ‘what’?” I asked, standing and pacing along the wall of glass then shifting direction and moving toward the small bar near the back of the office. I realized then that I didn’t really want to know what the ‘what’ was. I only wanted to keep Scarlett safe and spun on my heel to face him.

“Is she in danger?” I asked, pouring two glasses of single malt scotch and handing him one as I passed him circling back to my seat. Before he spoke we both downed the two fingers I’d poured. The scotch burned slightly as it slid down my throat, the heat reminding me of the urgency and danger of the situation.

He choked back the cough from the drink and said, “Yes, as long as this guy is out there she is. But not right this moment.

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