Final Witness (Remy Fontaine Thrillers Book 3) by Robin Mahle

Author:Robin Mahle [Mahle, Robin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HARP House Publishing, LLC.
Published: 2022-07-18T16:00:00+00:00

She tried to sleep, but the image of Alex laying on the driveway, clutching his side and blood on his hands filled her mind. It was no small reminder of what she’d already gone through with Max. The notion that maybe she ought to reconsider her chosen career crossed her mind more than once. Of course, that would never happen. This job was already in her blood. But she knew her flaws, her weaknesses, could prove detrimental to those around her. Those she worked with. However, in light of the impending parole board hearing, maybe there existed a way for Remy to finally conquer those demons in her past. To finally get over the loss of Max and to truly move on. Whether it would be with Cole, well, it was too soon to know that. He obviously cared for her, but she was uncertain of her own feelings toward him. It was easy to conflate the loss of Max with a need for love. Love or sex, she couldn’t quite be sure. But these were nothing more than distractions, and especially now.

Remy lay on the sofa while Greyson sat up on the loveseat, scrolling through his phone. Somehow, he managed to stay awake. It was as though he had an ear on Edmunds because the slightest shift from that man several feet away made him raise up and take note.

“Why aren’t you sleeping?” he asked in a hushed tone.

“How’d you know?” she replied.

“I can practically hear the millions of thoughts running through your head right now.” He turned to her. “Remy, you need sleep.”

“So do you,” she replied.

“Well, you won’t be doing either of us any favors if you fall asleep while I’m out cold.”

She sat up on the couch and set her socked feet on the cool concrete floor. “I think the only one of us who’ll be well rested is that guy over there.”

“Probably. So, I was thinking. I could have a word with Alex. Let him know that we’re just casually seeing each other. Nothing that will get in the way of our jobs.”

“You don’t have to do that. If anyone does, it’s me.” She covered her mouth to yawn. “None of that matters right now anyway. What matters is finding Elise Eaton. Finding out if there are more bodies buried. I just don’t get the deal with those two.” She eyed Edmunds. “It’s like this weird cat and mouse thing. What I don’t get is why he laid low for so long and then with a snap of a finger, he goes off the rails.”

“If I had an answer to that, I wouldn’t be sitting here,” Greyson replied.

Remy’s phone lit up with an incoming call. She squinted at the screen in the dimly lit room and answered. “Sergeant?”

“Remy, where the hell are you?” she asked.

“I’m sitting in a safe-house outside the city.” She sat up at attention. “What’s going on?”

“You still looking for that Honda?” she asked.

“Yes, ma’am.”

“The car was spotted near the French Quarter ten minutes ago.

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