Unwanted (A Cora Shields Suspense Thriller—Book 2) by Blake Pierce

Author:Blake Pierce [Pierce, Blake]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2022-11-22T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Cora tapped the back seat of the taxi driver’s chair. “Here,” she said.

The cab pulled over to the side of the road. Cora leaned across, and met the eyes of the small, frightened woman. “That’s all I have,” Cora said, wincing apologetically. “I’ll cancel the card in a week, but use it until then, okay?”

The woman glanced at the small, pre-paid debit card in her hand, then up again. She stared at Cora, her expression pale and ghostly. Her wrists were hidden now under the sleeves of her old shirt. Cora nodded through the window. “Hotel room paid for,” she said quietly. “Breakfast included, but I think they have a stocked fridge. Knock your socks off.”

The taxi driver kept glancing curiously into the mirror, watching the two of them, but Cora ignored his probing gaze. She supposed the two of them struck an odd duo, sitting there. Cora hadn’t wanted to involve a taxi driver, but she didn’t think that the woman would have the ability to jog halfway across town.

Besides, if Cora was honest with herself, it was nice to sit and relax for a little bit.

Now, though, she nodded towards the door again, gesturing with her hand as if to say go on.

She’d miss her debit card. The meager money left on it would be sorely missed, but the woman from the basement clearly needed it more than her.

A strange thing to only think of this person as the woman.

Cora hadn’t asked for a name, and none had been volunteered. Now the woman was staring at Cora, hesitating, but her eyes affixed.

“What?” Cora said.

“Is—what’s going to happen to him?” she whispered.

Cora glanced at the taxi driver who was pretending not to listen. So, she reached across the front seat and muttered, “Excuse me,” as she cranked the volume on the radio up. After a whiff of cigarettes and a sheepish glance from the driver, she returned to the back seat, settling.

Cora leaned in, not too close—she didn’t want to spook the woman. But she said, “He’ll figure out a way to get out or rot down there.”

The woman rubbed at her own wrist. “There is no way out,” she said softly. “I tried. For days. He’s going to starve.”

Cora nodded. “It was that or I slit his throat,” she said with a shrug.

The woman stared, eyes widening. She murmured another little prayer beneath her breath and even crossed herself with a thumb. Cora glanced away, embarrassed, as if the woman had accidentally exposed herself.

“Who are you?”

Cora glanced back. Shrugged. “Someone.”

“Thank you.”

“Yeah...yeah of course.”

“What’s your name?”

Cora grimaced. “I—you know, it’s probably best we don’t do names.”

The woman said softly, “I’m Rain.”

Cora hesitated. “Umm. Nice to meet you, Rain.”

The woman glanced through the window, then back at Cora. “I’m scared,” she said.

“Oh...I mean...We can find another hotel.”

“No…no it’s not the hotel.”

“Then what?”

“I just—I don’t...” She shook her head. She sighed. “I was...was trying to make money. I know I shouldn’t have.” She winced, swallowing and blinking back tears. “I thought.

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