Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 75248 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75248 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Karnack was a small town, and it wasn’t often that an officer got shot there along with his wife and unborn child.
I’d known a little bit about Wolf before I’d met him, but certainly the bulk of information I’d learned over the time I’d spent with him.
So if I knew anything at all about him from our time in Karnack before we’d actually met, of course he had to know about me.
Had to know every single embarrassing detail of my life. Of my childhood.
He had to know how much I hated my life and how badly I had wanted to get out.
In the end, it hadn’t been enough, and I’d paid the price for the decisions I made in my attempt to leave there.
I replayed it over and over again in my dreams, and at that moment, I realized that Wolf was hiding more than he should.
“Can we just go?” I asked hastily, now not willing to waste time.
Before, I’d admit, I’d been secretly hoping that Wolf would stop me from leaving.
Now, though, I knew better.
Wolf wouldn’t be stopping me from leaving. I was leaving, and there was no one that would stop me.
By the time we arrived at the bus station three towns over, I’d worked myself up into a fine dither.
Alison, though, either didn’t notice or didn’t care.
Calmly, she pulled up to the curb, hopped out while leaving her car running and had my bags unloaded before I’d made it out of the truck.
“If you need me, you call. No matter what,” she ordered.
I smiled.
“I can do that,” I told her.
Then, with one last hug, I was alone at the bus station.
No one to blame but myself.
Chapter 16
People say that love is the best feeling, but I think finding a toilet when you have diarrhea is better.
-E-card
Wolf
My heart was in my throat.
As I made my way to the last room in my house, I knew it was futile. She was gone.
I looked down at Mark accusingly.
“You let her leave you?” I asked.
Mark showed me his teeth, and I growled.
“Fuck!” I yelled,
Then a thought occurred to me.
Although I’d sent her a text message to ride with Griffin to my place, maybe she missed the memo.
Maybe they were still there.
Maybe.
The drive to the office was one of blinding worry, and it only multiplied when I got to the office and found it empty as well.
“Fuck!” I yelled.
“She’s gone,” Alison said from behind me.
I whirled around and stared at her.
“What?” I asked, the calm in my voice deceptive.
I was about as far from calm as I could get.
“Gone.”
“What?” I asked, my belly tightening into a painful knot.
“I’m sorry,” Alison said. “But it had to be done.”
“What do you mean it had to be done?” I barked. “She has a fucking man out there trying his best to make my life, and hers, a living hell. And after what happened today, I wouldn’t put it past Agent Fry to start stooping to lower levels. Such as `killing her` lower levels. She can’t survive out there on her own!”
Alison’s head turned.
“She left her dog here. A dog that she loves with all her heart,” Alison started.
I blinked. That was news.
“You had her work for you,” Alison said, reading my surprise.
I nodded, still not comprehending where exactly she was going with this.
“You had her file in your files,” she said with more emphasis.
I shook my head.
“Just tell him, Dove,” Peek said walking up behind Alison. His Irish lilt was back in his voice, full force. “It’s not like you to let him squirm like this.”
Alison smiled at her husband and then turned back to me.
“The file you had on her, Wolf,” Alison finally said. “You made a file on her and then left it on your desk for her to file. Which, might I add, is pretty stupid of you if you wanted her to stay.”
My brows furrowed. “What are you talking about?”
“Awwww, fuck,” Griffin said, sounding downright contrite. “That was me.”
“What was you?” I asked, turning slightly so I could keep him and Alison in my sight.
“That was me who put the file there. However, in my defense, I didn’t know what was in the file. I just put it there along with about ten other files that came from the interoffice mail,” Griffin replied. “Got a shipment in last Tuesday, and I was in a hurry and put them on your desk instead of mine because yours was closer. That was the day Lenore had some perv in her store jacking off in the middle of the aisle.”
I closed my eyes and thought back to that night, remembering it vividly because I’d had to come back into town with Nathan and taken Griffin to the hospital because he needed a tetanus shot and a few stitches since the creep had bit him before Griffin had taken him down with a right hook to his face.