Secrets (A Standalone Novel) (A Suspense Romance) by Claire Adams Page B

house. I didn’t know what was going on, but I could see the
tension and change in Chris and I felt like there was something pretty
dangerous about to go down.
    “I need you to trust me. Do you trust me Katelyn?”
Chris said intently.
    “Yes.”
    “I need you to get into the closet and not to come
out. Even if you hear something horrible. Even if it’s been thirty minutes and
you haven’t heard from me. I need you to stay in the closet until I come back
for you. Can you do that?”
    I looked at him and tried to take in everything he was
saying. I hadn’t hid in a closet since I was in elementary school. What could
possibly be going on that it would be necessary for me to hide in my closet? I
didn’t see why I couldn’t just stay in my room. Certainly the people robbing
his house weren’t going to come over to my house. Or at least that’s what I
thought.
    “Katelyn, this is serious. Pay attention. Can you get
in the closet please?”
    Chris guided me to the closet and moved some things
out of the way. He had me climb in to the way back and then he put the items in
front of me.
    “How long do I need to stay here?”
    “Until I come for you.”
    “Alright.”
    I could hear Chris moving something around and then he
left my room. It was hot and stuffy in the closet but I tried to stay put for
as long as possible. Unfortunately that only lasted about sixty seconds and I
was up and looking out the window at Chris’ house again.
    I had never been very good at listening as a child and
was horrible at hide and seek. I just had to see what was going on with Chris,
there was no physical way possible that I could sit at home and watch the
coverage of the event from my bedroom. I could hardly see anything from there.
    Slowly I made my way down the stairs and toward the
front door.

 

Chapter 29

 
    I watched Chris leave my house and slowly make his way
toward the front door of his own house. He really did look like some sort of
professional police officer or military man. His eyes were focused and there
wasn’t anything that could distract him.
    He had a gun drawn and pointed at his house in a
defensive position. I had never seen him look so serious since we met. It was
scary and invigorating all at the same time.
    I thought that I should go back to the closet but then
I figured it would probably be just as safe to look out my window. Really if
someone wanted to kidnap me they would eventually find me in the closet
anyways.
    I watched intently as Chris made his way around the
outside of his house. He would look in the windows when he thought he could see
something and then he would move around to the next window.
    Most of the fight movies and other crime dramas that I
watched would have already had the hero blowing the doors up and just going
inside to see what was going on. I was waiting for something exciting to
happen, but Chris just kept looking around the exterior of the house.
    He must have seen something when he looked through his
front window though, because he kicked down the front door very quickly. I
opened my window to see if I could hear what was going on and all I could hear
was a faint commotion.
    But soon I heard gunshots ringing out throughout his
house and I ran down to the front door. I didn’t know what I would be able to
do and I certainly wasn’t sure what I was getting myself into, but I couldn’t
let something bad happen to Chris.
    As I ran out of my house and toward Chris’ house a
black SUV pulled up. A man that I had seen at the airport with Chris a few days
before came over to me.
    “Get back in the house. Lock the doors and don’t come
back out.”
    I didn’t question him as he was carrying what looked
like a very large semi-automatic gun. I turned around and went straight back
into the house. I did feel a sense of relief that someone else was there and
that they would help Chris.
    The thought came to me that the people in his house
must really want something bad if they kept coming