The Third Call by Lorhainne Eckhart

Author:Lorhainne Eckhart [Eckhart, Lorhainne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781989698099
Publisher: Lorhainne Eckhart, Inc.

Chapter Thirteen

He had watched as Charlotte climbed behind the wheel of her Subaru, and he’d even taken a minute to see she was settled in okay before he leaned in and kissed her, then closed the door, sending her off home to the house she shared with a man she was still married to.

He reminded himself that the ball was in her court, and this could be a one-way ticket to a broken heart—namely, his.

He was making his way up the steps to the sheriff’s office when his cell phone rang, and he pulled it from his pocket, seeing that he had three missed calls, too. His mom’s name was on the screen now. Of course she’d heard, and he knew she’d be worried. He pressed the green answer button.

“Mom, can’t talk right now,” he said as he pulled open the front bank of glass doors to the building. “I’m fine. I’ll call you later, though.” He hoped that would be it.

“Well, that’s fine. I just had to make sure you were okay. Would have expected a call, at least, even just a ‘Hey, Mom, I’m okay!’ Don’t need the entire story, but I did need that much.”

He didn’t miss the sharp reprimand, even though he was a grown-ass man. She hadn’t raised her voice, but she had a way of getting her point across. “Okay, duly noted. Sorry again, but I’ve only just had a chance to shower and change, and I now have to get back to it. I promise I’ll call later.” He started down the hall, seeing the doors to the sheriff’s office and hearing voices inside.

“Well, you can come by instead. Owen’s barbecuing at Ryan and Jenny’s, I have Alison today, and Suzanne and Karen have called half a dozen times. Just got off the phone with Ryan. We’ll say five o’clock. You don’t have to stay long.”

His mom was pulling her kids together, because she’d probably heard he’d had a gun in his face and had been taken hostage, and how close he’d come to being the one in the morgue.

“Can’t promise, but I’ll come when I can,” he said.

“Fine,” was all his mom replied, and he had to smile as he pocketed the phone, knowing anyone else’s mom would likely have been down there already, questioning him until he told her every detail. He saw that both Suzanne and Karen had called as well, but they would have to wait.

He pushed open the door to the sheriff’s office, seeing Lonnie and the kid and Bert, who was standing in the middle of the office, holding a mug of coffee, looking much like a man who’d drunk too much the night before. At least he’d put on a clean shirt, but he still hadn’t shaved.

“Charlotte filled me in on Thomas Marshall, Senior,” Marcus said. “Has anyone contacted him and his wife again to let him know his son is now dead?” He stepped into the bullpen and around Lonnie, not missing the way he eyed him over.

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