Flowers on Her Grave by Chase Jennifer

Author:Chase, Jennifer [Chase, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Mystery & Detective, Police Procedural, Suspense
ISBN: 9781786818157
Publisher: Bookouture
Published: 2020-03-23T13:00:00+00:00

* * *

They both rode in silence until she pulled into her uncle’s driveway. She jumped out and punched in the security code. As they drove up the driveway, Katie noticed that the crime scene tape was gone and surmised that John must’ve removed it.

“Nice place,” Nick said.

“It really is… the property is so pretty up here,” she replied, absentmindedly, flashbacks of finding her aunt flashing through her mind at the sight of the house.

“Hey,” he said catching her attention and gently touching her arm. “I know that things feel impossible right now, but it’s not going to stay that way. Look at everything you’ve been through… worked through… and survived. You’re stronger than you think you are. I find it difficult to believe that after all you’ve been through that this would cause you to stumble. No way,” he said.

Katie always felt safe around Nick. There was no other way to describe it—she felt safe, calm, and at peace. She dreaded going into the house again, but it was important to get her uncle’s things. This wasn’t just about her—it was about being there and helping her uncle. He was so important to the community and to the employees at the sheriff’s department.

She squeezed Nick’s hand. “Thank you.”

Katie unlocked the front door and immediately noticed something was wrong.

“What is it?” Nick asked.

“The alarm isn’t set.”

“Who’s been here besides the police?”

“John from forensics, but he’s such a stickler for procedure.”

Katie pushed the door open further. Shrugging off her silly hesitation, she entered. Everything looked the same. She turned on the overhead lights illuminating the entire room.

Nick shut the door behind them. “Everything seems okay.”

The face of her aunt flashed into her mind. The wounds. The blood. The desperate bloody handprints on the bedroom door. Blood spatter on the walls and pooling on the floor tripped through her memory as if it were a horror movie in slow motion.

All the hideous depictions from that morning spun through her head.

“No!” she yelled, and then realized that she had uttered out loud.

Nick was at her side. “What’s wrong?”

Feeling foolish and unsteady, she said, “I’m sorry. Nothing. Nothing’s wrong.”

Nick searched her face, trying to decide if he believed her. They were standing at the doorway to the master bedroom. He noticed the blood on the door and walls, and didn’t wait to take Katie by the arm, steering her into the bedroom. “You’re not alone,” he said adamantly. “I’m going to wait right here until you’ve finished packing.”

“Okay,” she said shakily. She put down the duffle bag on the stripped bed. Opening the dresser drawers, she began pulling out clothing that her uncle would need. Once she was finished, she went to the walk-in closet and then the bathroom. The entire time, Nick spoke to her, which helped her to relax and pack more efficiently.

“I’m surprised that you haven’t asked me about the investigation,” he said. With certain words, his southern drawl took over, especially when he spoke slowly.

“I figured you would tell me when there was something to report,” she said folding some shirts.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.