His to Protect (Secrets Series Book 4) by LK Shaw

Author:LK Shaw [Shaw, LK]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-07-02T16:00:00+00:00

After Katie stormed out, I continued lying there, battling with myself over whether or not I should go after her. After a few minutes, I figured it would be best to leave her alone. I didn’t know what else to say to her anyway. It wasn’t that I didn’t care about her, because I did. Far more than I should. It was as though I was subconsciously sabotaging what could be a great thing, because I knew she was too good for me. My life was out of control, and she deserved more. She deserved to have to the best of everything, even if that meant having it with someone other than me.

Katie was amazing. She was kind, generous, and when she loved, she loved with everything. I could tell by how she spoke of Jackson. She was risking her life trying to bring his killer to justice. She loved him that much. What I wouldn't give to be loved like that. If only I weren't so stupid as to push her away. Even if it was for her own good.

After lying there for thirty minutes, I jumped in the shower to give her more time to cool off. I took my time getting ready, but finally, I knew it was time to face her. I needed to hurry up and solve this case before I made her hate me even more. As I stepped out of my room, I thought I’d hear her moving around, but a thick silence filled the air.

“Katie?” I called out. I turned back to knock on her door in case she’d fallen back asleep. When she didn’t answer, I quietly opened it and peeked in. Her bed was unmade and empty. Taking stock of each room, I continued to come up empty. Katie was gone. Son of a bitch. Where would she have gone at this time of the morning? It was barely past dawn. Quickly, I threw on some shoes and headed outside. I hadn’t even made it a block when Mrs. Beatty, one of the members of the Neighborhood Watch, who was practically pulling her dog behind her as she rushed somewhere, stopped me.

“Detective Webber, thank goodness you’re here. I just saw some woman dragged off in a van. I was about to call the police. You have to do something.”

“Shit. What did the woman look like? I need you to tell me everything you saw.”

“The woman was a petite brunette with long hair. Extremely pretty. There were two men, big and bulky. I watch TV; I know hired thugs when I see them. One of the men threw a sack over the woman’s head and shoved her in the back of a white van while the other man jumped in the driver’s seat.”

“Did you get a plate number?”

She appeared affronted that I even had the gall to ask her that. “Of course I got it.”

I memorized the license number she gave me, thanked her, and ran back to the house. Fuck the department.

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