The Phoenix Agency: Eyes Wide Open (Kindle Worlds Novella) by Cynthia Cooke

Author:Cynthia Cooke [Cooke, Cynthia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kindle Worlds
Published: 2017-10-28T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Jessica felt ill. She collapsed onto the sofa in the living room and hugged her knees to her chest. In that moment, like so many times before, she wished she never had these dreams. Why was she cursed so? What was the point? What good did they do her or anyone else? And why would this monster out her to the police? "You're next, angel face."

Had he been talking to her? Directly to her? Was she his next target? Goosebumps peppered her skin. Lucy jumped onto the sofa next to her. She pulled her cat into her lap and hugged her tight.

"Someone wants to kill me, Lucy,"

Lucy snuggled her.

"Then who will take care of you?"

They had no one. Once her grandma died, Jessica had cut herself off from the world, gone it alone, free of judgment, free of pain.

And left alone to face a killer.

Adam walked into the room, his eyes looking hollow.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

He nodded and peered in the praline bag once more.

"Is it hers?"

"Yes. But the question we should be asking is how did he know I was here? Better yet, how did he know I'm related to Sara?"

"You think it's someone from the Phoenix Agency? Or from the police department?"

"If he's a cop, it could be how he's been able to get away with it all these years."

She shivered at the thought. "Even more of a reason for me to go."

"We discussed this. Even if you go, how long do you think it will be until he finds you again?"

Tears of frustration burned behind her eyes. "I don't know. I don't know how he finds me."

"You two obviously have a connection."

"I don't know how. I've cut everyone from my life. There is no one left. No one from my past I've kept in contact with."

"Maybe he dreams of you, too?"

She could see he was reaching, that he didn't believe it himself, but he was throwing anything at the wall. Looking for an explanation where there was none.

"Can I ask you a question?" He sat on the sofa next to her.

"Shoot."

"Why black and white? Even your cat is white." He gestured toward Lucy. "Your clothes are white. Everything is white."

"I don't like color," she said.

Astonishment filled his eyes. "Who doesn't like color?"

She smiled. "Color is a distraction from the beauty of shape and design," she said automatically. "Without color, your eye sees the lines. The blank spaces between the lines."

He stared at her for a moment then took her hand in his. It was warm, and she was afraid if she let herself, she'd never let it go.

"That sounds like a rehearsed line. Something you tell your fans and clients," he said. "Tell me the truth."

She shook her head, knowing it was a mistake, but it seemed like they were way past the point of keeping things from each other. For reasons she didn't understand, this killer was targeting them both, and Adam was all she had.

"My dreams are very vivid," she explained. "I'm constantly surrounded by death.

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