The Girl Who Was Forgotten: An Action-Packed Mystery Thriller (The Shee McQueen Mystery Thriller Series Book 2) by Amy Vansant

Author:Amy Vansant [Vansant, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-05-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Three

Croix listened to Angelina and her boytoy talking in the lobby until the voices faded in the direction of Angelina’s bedroom.

Ew.

She checked her watch.

What a bizarre time for a cougar to prowl.

It was early. Too early. She couldn’t wait to talk to June again and dreaded the work day ahead. Standing at the reception desk checking in tourists was unbearable when she could be working an actual case.

She felt close to finding the clue that would lead her to Cody.

Croix hopped in the shower, the previous day’s conversation playing like a podcast in her head.

June hadn’t been positive her sister’s boyfriend, Cody, had been the one to keep her captive, but she did remember leaving with him after he found her with her dead mother.

It has to be him.

Croix pictured June on the ground, stroking her mother’s bloody hair.

Her shampooing slowed to a stop. She stared at the white subway tiles, hot water running down her back.

Her face felt cold.

Oh no—

Fingers clawing for the handle, Croix flung open the shower door and fell to her knees in front of the toilet, dry-heaving into the bowl.

Dammit.

She pounded the toilet seat with the side of her fist.

Stop it. Stop it. Get control.

When the spasm ended, she sat back against the cool tiles, fighting a second wave of nausea.

The image of her own mother sprawled on a bathroom floor flickered in her mind.

She knew why June couldn’t remember.

She blames herself.

Croix understood.

Unfortunately, she hadn’t blocked her own memories.

June apparently had a kinder brain.

Croix hoisted herself up and found the bottle of aspirin in her medicine cabinet. She dumped them into her palm and plucked out a round, teal-colored pill mixed in with the white.

She didn’t like taking the generic Valium tablets, but she had too much work to do.

She held the pill between her thumb and forefinger, letting it hover at the edge of her lips.

You don’t need it.

Her mouth felt dry.

She licked her lips, pill hovering just out of reach of her tongue.

Lock it down.

Croix dropped the pill back in with the aspirin and returned the jar to the medicine cabinet.

Good. I’m good.

Forcing herself back into the shower, Croix returned to shampooing.

By the time she’d applied conditioner, she was ready.

Okay. June. Think.

After the trip to Dr. Ginny’s, June had gone right to bed, depriving Croix the opportunity to pick her brain.

Croix had thrown herself into Zimmerman research, but she knew now she couldn’t wait for June.

She’d put together the clues.

Like, in June’s story, why wasn’t Cody totally freaked out? June made it sound as if he’d taken the murder of her mother in stride. And him laying that trailer people don’t call the cops bit on her—it was suspicious at best. Maybe the mother knew something was going on between him and June and had tried to stop it. He killed her, and then took June without having to worry about anyone missing her.

Strangely, outside the office, June hadn’t connected the dots to think Cody killed her mom. She thought he killed her sister.

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