Dominic watched from behind the curtain as she got into her car and left. He waited until her lights were out of sight before scanning the entire area. He couldn’t see anything except the tall snowbanks lining the road. There was no trace of movement in the early dawn. He turned and looked the other way, watching for shadows.
No signs of movement again this morning, but for the last few days his gut had been telling him someone was out there. He slowly moved the curtains back into place and stepped back from the window. He rubbed a hand over his face. “Probably just paranoia setting in,” he mumbled to the empty room.
He turned around and grabbed his cell phone from the table. Rolling his shoulders, he tried to relax as he punched in Brody’s number. A groggy voice answered on the other end. “You weren’t sleeping, were you?”
“Some people do that, Dom.”
Dominic grinned at the sound of irritation
Dom inhaled the cool air deeply. It felt good to be outside, even if it was to tromp through the snow in the little treed area behind Jennah’s building. She knew he went for these little strolls and had given him one of those female looks that told him she thought he shouldn’t, but she had never voiced it. That was one of the things he loved about her. She got him. She didn’t fake understanding what he was all about. She genuinely grasped what made him tick. He stopped and looked back behind him again, and checked for any movement that wasn’t supposed to be there. He smirked. She probably understood him because they has a lot of things in common. He reached for her with his mind. “Hey, beautiful, are you heading home to me yet?” Her soft chuckle filled his mind. “Soon. I had to stop at the store and get a few things, so you can cook me dinner after a hard day at work.” He grinned
When Brody pulled up outside, Dom watched him walk slowly and carefully along the side of her car, looking for the same tracks he had been looking for. He was trying not to lose it, but they didn’t have long before it would be too dark to find anything. Brody stepped in the doorway. “The glove?” Dom went over and took the large case from his hand. “It’s mine. It’s covering blood.” He dropped the case onto the couch and opened it. As he pulled out the gloves, he looked over his shoulder to see Brody with a concerned look on his face. “It’s theirs, not Jennah’s.” He pulled on one glove and then paused in the motion of pulling on the other one. Hesitantly, he glanced back at the other man. Brody stood there with his head cocked to the side, eyebrows raised while studying him. Dom looked down at the floor for a second. He had just slipped up. Unbelievable. Sighing, he turned and
Jennah opened her eyes. It was dark, completely and utterly dark. What time is it? She rubbed a hand over her eyes and tried to persuade them to focus. Opening them again, she huffed out a breath. It was hopeless, not even a shadow shared her space, wherever she was. She stiffened when she realized she was lying on something lumpy. She pushed up onto her hand and ran the other one over whatever she was on. It was some sort of padding, scratchy and lumpy. Please let it just be an old mattress. Sitting all the way up, she hissed out a breath and held her forehead. Her head objected to being upright. What had they done to her? Dropping her hand down, she inched it out away from her body to see what she was on. It touched nothing after a few seconds. She moved one leg slowly out. Her foot met air and then fell down to hit the floor. Okay, so it is a bed—or cot is probably more likely considering it’s ver
Dom hung up the phone as Brody came back through the door. “Captain said he’d be here shortly. He’s sent some sort of specialist on ahead of him.” He tried to remember the name. “I don’t know what they’re going to do. It’s too dark to see shit out there now!”Brody nodded as he squatted down by the items still scattered on the floor. “We got everything. Do we try to lift anything off of this stuff?” Using his pen, he moved a tomato a few inches on the floor. “I really doubt they manhandled the groceries.”Dom picked up the camera and went over. He held it out. “Just take pictures of it and then we’ll get it picked up.” Brody nodded and started to take the pictures. Dom stood there and tried not to glance at his watch again. Time was not going to bring her back. “Jennah? Honey, can y
Jennah had no idea how long she’d been lying there. There was no sound coming from outside of her darkened prison. There was no noise inside it either, she thought with relief flooding through her. At least she knew she was in this place alone and without rodent companionship. Her head ached and her eyes were hurting from straining to focus on something in the dark. She had come to several realizations while lying there. She couldn’t reach Dom—for whatever reason she couldn’t figure out. This brought her to the conclusion she could be here for a long time and that blind people were amazingly strong and brave to live in darkness like this all the time.With no watch—she snarled; they’d even taken her damn watch—she had no idea how long she had searched around her own private hell. If there was a way in and out of here, she hadn’t found any evidence of it. Just as she hadn’t fo
Someone tapped his shoulder. He turned and cleared his vision to look at Tess.“Can she touch one of the assailants?”“What?” He frowned at her and then glanced to Brody.She closed her eyes and then glared at him. “Please, there isn’t time to explain. If she can touch one of them while the two of you are connected—I can make it so we can see him. Maybe even both of the assailants, I’m not sure. Please, detective Palmer—trust me!”He turned, and the look on Brody’s face said what he was feeling. She was nuts! But, a small chance at anything helpful was worth it. What did he have to lose? “I’ll ask.” Shaking his head, he looked back to a spot on the table and reached for Jennah again. “Jennah, can you touch one of them?”“Them? The bozos that grabbed me?”
Jennah looked from the one holding snow on his nose to the one she now knew as Lester. “Am I just to sit here?” She kept her voice soft and non-threatening.Lester turned and looked at her from the window ledge he was leaning on. “I thought you’d be happy to have some light and be out of the hole.”“Oh, I am. Thank you.” She kept her hands clasped in her lap, even though she wanted to break his nose, as well. “Speaking about that, I wondered ...” She tried to look hopeful. “If I do have to go back down there, could you leave it open a bit, or propped up, or something? Just to let a bit of air circulate down there?” The other one snorted and then winced and cradled his nose again.Lester smirked. “It’s pretty rank down there, huh?” She nodded. He looked at the other man who sat there glaring at her and shrugge
“Hey, beautiful.”Jennah smiled. “Hey.” She looked around her and recognized her own bedroom. As much as she wanted to believe she was tucked up in her own bed, her conscious side knew better. They were in a dream. “Aren’t you supposed to be rescuing me?”His chuckle filled her mind and vibrated through her whole body. “That is the plan. I wanted to let you get some rest before I disturbed it.”She smiled and rolled over on the pillow. “You’re allowed to disturb me anytime you want. How much rest have you gotten?”His touch burned a trail down her back. She tried to snuggle back into it, but he wasn’t really there. She didn’t understand it. Usually, when they were in a dream together she could touch him. The only thing she could think of was he wasn’t truly asleep. “An hour, or as long as it took to fall asleep and be h