J A Saare - 01 Dead, Undead, or Somewhere in Between by J A Saare

J A Saare - 01 Dead, Undead, or Somewhere in Between by J A Saare

Author:J A Saare [Saare, J A]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter Eighteen

Max Starkey didn’t make an appearance until later in the evening. He hailed a cab and we quickly followed suit. I never believed I would have the opportunity to utter the words, “Follow that cab,” but I did. It was strangely liberating and exciting to work covertly. I felt like a Bond girl.

We trailed him home and nothing spectacular occurred. Max was just another man returning to his domicile after a hard day at the office. Fortunately, Goose agreed to insert our nosey asses elsewhere, and I took him up on the offer of a cab ride home.

We hit my street after the sun had dipped below the horizon. The sky was painted with the last lingering hues of orange and yellow, which cast dusty shadows against the buildings and enveloped the trees in a warm glow. Dusk was a lovely time of the day, right before the creepy crawlies came out to play.

“Thanks for the ride.” I braced myself against the faux leather seat and gripped the door handle, ready to escape inside my apartment for a few moments alone for the first time.

“Not a problem.” His eyes narrowed and he gazed past me, out of the window. Surprise and humor replaced his worried expression. “I was going to ask you to call me so we could go together tonight, but I don’t think that’s necessary. I’ll see you there.”

“What?” I frowned, turning to look at my building.

Disco reclined casually against the wall. He was watching our cab, lips curved in a private smile. He was wearing a tight grey turtleneck with black slacks and the customary trench coat.

So he did own a different colored article of clothing.

He looked as irresistible as he did the night before, even more so if that were possible. My insides clenched and I felt that all too familiar heat return to my lower extremities.

Goose laughed and I whipped around, narrowing my eyes at him.

“What?” He mocked me, shoulders shaking as he chuckled.

“I’ll see you later.” I climbed from the cab and slammed the door behind me. It wasn’t as if Goose knew anything, but I still felt completely naked, as if everyone had been in that foyer to see me act like a brazen hussy.

The cab resumed its trip down my street in a cloud of smoke. I took my time approaching Disco. I wasn’t sure what he wanted, but I was sure of what my body wanted, and I wasn’t going there again.

“Good evening, Rhiannon.” That mocking tone was still there and he looked happier than a pig in slop.

He was enjoying himself—damn him.

“Isn’t it too bright for you?”

“The sun is no longer in the sky. The rays that continue to shed light are not harmful.”

“Uh-huh.” I cursed my inability to look away from those enticing bright blue eyes. I clenched my teethed and forced myself to stare at the blades of grass growing between the concrete at our feet.

“How was the stakeout?” There was laughter in his voice. He really was enjoying this.



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