The Face of Deception by Iris Johansen Page B

light until that moment. She was attractive, but hed been more aware of her mind and person-ality than her tall, graceful body.
     
    Yeah, sure. Who was he kidding? Hell, sex was al-ways important and, if he was honest with himself, Eves very breakability aroused him.
     
    Which made him pretty much of a scumbag.
     
    So forget it. Concentrate on what was important, the reason hed brought her there.
     
    And why the hell she was still in that damn graveyard.
     
    The warm wind stirred the carnations on the graves and carried the faintest scent to where Eve was standing outside the fence.
     
    She had told Margaret she wasnt a ghoul who hung around graveyards, so why was she there? Why hadnt she gone to bed as shed intended instead of obeying the crazy impulse that had brought her there?
     
    And it was impulse.
     
    To believe something had called her there was insane, and she was not insane. She had fought that fight after Fraser had been executed and she had to be very careful not to let herself go down the path toward madness. It would be so easy. Dreaming of Bonnie at night was permissible, but she mustnt imagine Bonnie was there when she was wide awake.
     
    Besides, Bonnie couldnt be here. She had never been in this place.
     
    Logan had talked of death and graves and her mind had done the rest. No one had called her.
     
    It was only an impulse.
     
    She wasnt surprised to see Logan waiting for her when she entered the house an hour later.
     
    Im tired. I dont want to talk, Logan. She walked past him and started up the stairs.
     
    He smiled. I gathered that from your extremely rude gesture.
     
    You shouldnt have been watching me. I dont like being spied on.
     
    A graveyard isnt the most pleasant place for a stroll. Why there?
     
    What does it matter?
     
    Im curious.
     
    Her hand tightened on the banister. Stop trying to read some significance into everything I say or do. I went there because it was night and I knew the way. I didnt want to get lost.
     
    Thats all?
     
    What did you expect? I was up there having a seance?
     
    Dont bite my head off. I was just curious. I was actually hoping the walk had cleared your head and youd come to a decision about the
     
    It didnt. She started up the stairs again. Ill talk to you in the morning.
     
    Ill be working most of the night, if you come to any
     
    Back off, Logan.
     
    Whatever you say. He added, Since you obvi-ously know Im keeping an eye on you, I thought it only fair to keep you informed about my own whereabouts.
     
    Sure you did. She slammed her bedroom door behind her and headed for the bathroom. A hot shower would get rid of this tension. Then maybe shed go back down to the lab and work on Mandy. She knew she wasnt going to sleep well tonight, and she might as well be productive.
     
    It wasnt as if she were afraid of going to sleep and dreaming of Bonnie. Bonnie was never a threat. How could a loving dream be a danger?
     
    And it had been pure impulse, not Bonnie calling her, that had led her to the graveyard that night.
     
    The two bodies were lying in one sleeping bag, their arms draped around each other in a final embrace. They were naked and their eyes were wide open, staring into each others face with terror.
     
    A long tent stake was driven through both their bodies.
     
    Son of a bitch. Killing them was bad enough, but Gil felt there was something obscene about the way the old couple had been posed. It robbed their death of all dignity.
     
    He looked around the campsite. No footprints. No visible evidence. Fiske had taken time to clean up.
     
    Gil flipped open his phone and called Logan. Too late.
     
    Both of them?
     
    Yeah, nasty. More than nasty. Twisted. What do you want me to do?
     
    Come back. I havent been able to contact Maren. Hes in the desert somewhere. But that may be good. If we cant reach him, I doubt Fiske will be able to. We may have a reprieve.
     
    Dont count on it. He glanced at the two bodies. Fiske isnt going to be