Marked (Sins of Our Ancestors Book 1) by Bridget E. Baker

Author:Bridget E. Baker [Baker, Bridget E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781949655001
Publisher: Purple Puppy Publishing
Published: 2018-09-15T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

I surprise myself by pulling out my gun. I maneuver my way over to where Sam now stands near the front of the store. I keep my flashlight angled toward the ground, but even with the filthy front windows, there’s enough moonlight to make out his shape. I lightly touch his back so he’ll know I’m there, and he doesn’t shift a hair. He probably heard me come up behind him since my version of quiet and his aren’t quite the same. I’m not shocked the gun in his hand is much larger than mine and most definitely not a tranq.

He leans close and whispers in my ear. “Stay put. I’m going.” His hand finds mine and clicks off my flashlight. “No lights, and no screaming, even if a cockroach proposes marriage.”

I muffle a laugh. “If I come, I might help.”

There’s just enough moonlight for me to make out his expression. Incredulity doesn’t suit him. Okay, maybe it does, but I don’t appreciate it.

“You said I was a decent shot.” I hate the petulant tone in my voice.

“I can’t deal with them effectively while worrying about you.” His hand touches the side of my face.

Worrying about me like he’d worry about a child? Or something else? I sigh. “Fine.”

I’ll sit in here alone while creepy cockroaches crawl all over me, and Sam’s who knows where, watching people do who knows what. I shudder.

He starts toward the door, and I try to stay put, but my body follows him automatically.

He turns back abruptly. “If you come, it could ruin everything.”

A bullet could not have halted me more effectively. I turn back and flee into the dark, dank store, stumbling over rugs and carpet, but not stopping.

I finally reach a wall and lean against it for a few minutes, still smarting from Sam’s reprimand. When I don’t hear anything, I take a step to the side. My knee bumps something. It’s so dark I can’t see my own hand in front of my face. I could walk right into a badger den. No lights? Yeah right.

I hold my shirt over my flashlight so it shines dimly into the room in front of me. I should at least be able to use it to find somewhere to sit so I can wait patiently. And wait. And wait. I don’t know how much time passes, but I figure something out.

Waiting sucks.

The longer I wait, the more my boredom morphs into worry. What if something happens to Sam? I don’t want to ruin anything, but what if things have gone wrong? What if he really does need my help? Wouldn’t it be awesome if I saved him after he’d been such a jerk about it?

I wait a little longer and listen as closely as I can. I don’t hear a thing. I look at my watch. It’s almost nine o’clock. Knowing the time isn’t helpful because I hadn’t looked at it before.

Twenty minutes later, I can’t wait another second.

I stumble toward the front of the store and shut off my flashlight before I leave.

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