with matching jacket.
‘Mrs Mills,’
Vaile said. The woman jumped at his voice, spinning around with wide eyes and
her hand over her heart like she was experiencing a heart attack.
‘Detective
Wolfe, I didn’t hear you come in. I’m sorry.’
He ignored the
apology. ‘Are you ready?’ He didn’t even wait for her answer. He just turned to
walk down the hall. Waiting at a door about halfway down the hall, he opened it
and ushered her in. Grey had finally caught up, slipping into the viewing room
after them quickly.
The lights were
on in the morgue; Aaron’s sheeted body laid out no more than a foot from the
glass they were all standing behind now. Mrs Mills began sobbing right away.
Grey took her hand in hers and whispered something into her ear. When she
nodded her head, Grey’s eyes met Vaile’s telling him Lucy was ready.
Vaile went to the
intercom at the wall, speaking to Doctor Lee’s assistant in the other room.
Briggs nodded then approached the slab, folding the sheet down to the top of
Aaron’s shoulders, carefully hiding the cuts in his chest. Mrs Mills didn’t
have to say anything to confirm the identity. Her wail was more than enough of
a confirmation. Vaile punched the button on the intercom once more.
‘Cover him up.’
‘I’m so very
sorry Lucy,’ Grey spoke softly into the grieving woman’s ear.
Lucy shook her
head. ‘I appreciate your concern Constable Grey, but your words don’t mean
anything to me right now. What I need you to do is find out who did this to my
baby. And what I need to do right now is to get home to my husband. Excuse me,’
she said, pulling out of Grey’s hand and making her way to the door.
‘Let me walk you
out,’ Grey offered, following her through the door and into the hallway.
‘No, I’m fine.
Thank you,’ Mrs Mills replied; her words clipped. ‘Good bye.’
Grey turned back
to Vaile and sighed. ‘I tried.’
‘Let’s just get
back to the office.’
Chapter
6
Rhett’s head was still filled with
what his uncle had told him. Somehow he had to get Indi to agree to come back
to the farm house with him, which would—no doubt—be incredibly difficult. The
other thing his uncle had said was also lapping his head: Marcus would be
trying to take Indi at every opportunity.
By taking Eaton,
Marcus had created one of the only diversions short of abducting Antain himself
that would take everyone’s eyes off the prize. The time was ripe for him to
just take Indi from under their noses. His wolf growled. He refused to let it
happen.
‘So where were
you while I was working?’ Indi asked, brushing a loose strand of hair behind
her ear.
Indi knew
nothing of what had happened to Eaton, and that was just the way he was going
to keep it. She didn’t need to deal with pack business, not yet. ‘Just back
home for a while to see my uncle.’
‘Is everything
okay?’
He glanced back
over at her, shoving his hands into his pockets. ‘Sure it is. Why would you say
that?’
Indi shook her
head slowly. ‘I don’t know how to explain it—just a feeling I have.’
Rhett forced a
smile onto his lips. ‘Everything is fine. Come on,’ he grinned, and without
thinking, he took her hand in his and pulled her closer to his body. She
stiffened, and Rhett took a step away, apologising. She waved his apology away,
refusing to look at him until they reached her apartment building.
He opened the
door for Indi, still swimming in the frigid waters of his anger. He was so lost
in it that he almost missed the slightly musky odour in the lobby of her grimy
apartment building. Unease prickled over Rhett’s skin instantly. It was the
scent of another wolf. His own wolf bucked violently under his skin, clawing at
him to let it out. Drawing in a deep breath, he let his wolf guide him to where
the scent originated from.
‘Rhett?’ Indi
asked. ‘Rhett, what’s wrong?’
He looked back at
her knowing his wolf was peeking through his eyes.
‘Mrs Mills,’
Vaile said. The woman jumped at his voice, spinning around with wide eyes and
her hand over her heart like she was experiencing a heart attack.
‘Detective
Wolfe, I didn’t hear you come in. I’m sorry.’
He ignored the
apology. ‘Are you ready?’ He didn’t even wait for her answer. He just turned to
walk down the hall. Waiting at a door about halfway down the hall, he opened it
and ushered her in. Grey had finally caught up, slipping into the viewing room
after them quickly.
The lights were
on in the morgue; Aaron’s sheeted body laid out no more than a foot from the
glass they were all standing behind now. Mrs Mills began sobbing right away.
Grey took her hand in hers and whispered something into her ear. When she
nodded her head, Grey’s eyes met Vaile’s telling him Lucy was ready.
Vaile went to the
intercom at the wall, speaking to Doctor Lee’s assistant in the other room.
Briggs nodded then approached the slab, folding the sheet down to the top of
Aaron’s shoulders, carefully hiding the cuts in his chest. Mrs Mills didn’t
have to say anything to confirm the identity. Her wail was more than enough of
a confirmation. Vaile punched the button on the intercom once more.
‘Cover him up.’
‘I’m so very
sorry Lucy,’ Grey spoke softly into the grieving woman’s ear.
Lucy shook her
head. ‘I appreciate your concern Constable Grey, but your words don’t mean
anything to me right now. What I need you to do is find out who did this to my
baby. And what I need to do right now is to get home to my husband. Excuse me,’
she said, pulling out of Grey’s hand and making her way to the door.
‘Let me walk you
out,’ Grey offered, following her through the door and into the hallway.
‘No, I’m fine.
Thank you,’ Mrs Mills replied; her words clipped. ‘Good bye.’
Grey turned back
to Vaile and sighed. ‘I tried.’
‘Let’s just get
back to the office.’
Chapter
6
Rhett’s head was still filled with
what his uncle had told him. Somehow he had to get Indi to agree to come back
to the farm house with him, which would—no doubt—be incredibly difficult. The
other thing his uncle had said was also lapping his head: Marcus would be
trying to take Indi at every opportunity.
By taking Eaton,
Marcus had created one of the only diversions short of abducting Antain himself
that would take everyone’s eyes off the prize. The time was ripe for him to
just take Indi from under their noses. His wolf growled. He refused to let it
happen.
‘So where were
you while I was working?’ Indi asked, brushing a loose strand of hair behind
her ear.
Indi knew
nothing of what had happened to Eaton, and that was just the way he was going
to keep it. She didn’t need to deal with pack business, not yet. ‘Just back
home for a while to see my uncle.’
‘Is everything
okay?’
He glanced back
over at her, shoving his hands into his pockets. ‘Sure it is. Why would you say
that?’
Indi shook her
head slowly. ‘I don’t know how to explain it—just a feeling I have.’
Rhett forced a
smile onto his lips. ‘Everything is fine. Come on,’ he grinned, and without
thinking, he took her hand in his and pulled her closer to his body. She
stiffened, and Rhett took a step away, apologising. She waved his apology away,
refusing to look at him until they reached her apartment building.
He opened the
door for Indi, still swimming in the frigid waters of his anger. He was so lost
in it that he almost missed the slightly musky odour in the lobby of her grimy
apartment building. Unease prickled over Rhett’s skin instantly. It was the
scent of another wolf. His own wolf bucked violently under his skin, clawing at
him to let it out. Drawing in a deep breath, he let his wolf guide him to where
the scent originated from.
‘Rhett?’ Indi
asked. ‘Rhett, what’s wrong?’
He looked back at
her knowing his wolf was peeking through his eyes.
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