Radclyffe and Stacia Seaman - Women of the Dark Streets - Lesbian Paranormal by Radclyffe;Stacia Seaman

Author:Radclyffe;Stacia Seaman
Language: es
Format: mobi
Published: 2012-03-11T01:16:21+00:00

Chapter one

Adriana James hiked up the strap of her messenger bag and groaned. The weight made her shoulder ache. The trip had taken way too long and was none too comfortable. That she was finally here wasn’t a relief.

Not for the first time, she wondered how in the world she’d allowed herself to be talked into this. There was a good reason she’d moved away from here, and “never coming back” had been her mantra since she’d caught a one-way flight out seventeen years ago.

Bright and beautiful this morning when she’d left Spokane, now at a little past ten in New Haven the night was deep and dark.

The tiny airport was all but deserted save for her and the handful of other passengers who’d made the short connecting flight from Boston.

Within minutes, she was the last one standing, so speak. Standing in the deserted parking lot, that is. She’d just about given up hope when a taxi came around the corner.

She gave the man directions and was grateful when he turned out to be uninterested in small talk. Tired and depressed, the last thing she wanted to do was chitchat. She also didn’t bother to call home. Not yet anyway. She didn’t want her conversation with Riah to be anything except private. The driver might not be chatty, but that didn’t mean he didn’t have big ears.

New Haven was quiet this time of night. Just like she remembered it. She shut her eyes and tried to relax for the half hour it took to get from the airport to the house.

The house was dark, the lawn overgrown, and the gate squeaked when she pushed it open. Shifting the bag on her shoulder again and

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hauling her rolling suitcase up the three steps to the porch, she dug the key out of her pocket. Unlike the gate, the front door swung open without a sound.

The air inside was stale and musty, as if no one had been here in years. In a way it was true. Other than her mother, no one probably had been in this house since she left nearly two decades ago. Friends and neighbors had drifted away years before she’d left. She’d tried to stay and then even for her, it became impossible.

Now she was back, and as she stood in the entryway, a chill ran up her spine. She didn’t care what Riah said, coming here was fucked up and all she really wanted to do was grab her stuff and catch the first flight back to the West Coast. That was her home, not this place where misery had made its mark.

But she was here and she might as well make the best of it. If everything went well, she’d have all the loose ends tied up within a couple days and she could go home. It wouldn’t be a minute too soon.

Leaving her suitcase where she dropped it, Adriana went to the living room and turned on a lamp. Warm light spilled over the room.

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