LOGINGAVINWe drove back to the office in complete silence as Sarah sat stiffly in the passenger seat without saying anything more while staring out the window. She looked like she still wanted to argue, but whatever she saw on my face must have stopped her.I knew for a fact she wouldn't snitch on me to anyone. Sarah had always been like that—discreet.But one question kept running through my mind… Was Evelyn really alive? And if she was, why stay hidden all this time?It didn't make any sense, and I refused to get my hopes up. I wasn't going to. Someone was clearly trying to mess with us, leaving her ring on Mary’s porch and the locket on mine. But how did they even get those things?My God! Nothing made sense any longer.Back at the office, I sat at my desk and opened Mary’s statement again, reading every line carefully when a knock sounded on my door.“Come in,” I said without looking up.The door opened and then closed, but I still didn't look up until I heard his voice.“Gavin, can w
GAVINI ignored Sarah’s question and kept staring at Mary. There were more white strands in her hair than I remembered; she looked so much older than her age. The last time I saw her in person was about five years ago, though we’d spoken on the phone now and then.“It’s a surprise to see you here, Gav,” she said. “Why don’t you come in?”We stepped inside. The living room looked almost the same as the last time I’d been here—same worn couch, same photos on the walls, same faint smell of coffee lingering in the air.“I’m home alone,” she said with a small, wry smile. “The twins are in school.”I nodded and sat down. Sarah still looked confused as she took the seat next to me.“So what brings you here?” Mary asked, sitting across from us. Her hands were clasped tightly in her lap as she looked between the two of us.“Mrs. Goodswill,” Sarah began, “we’re from the Federal Intelligence Unit. We’re here about the report you filed regarding your missing sister.”Mary’s eyes widened as she tu
GAVIN“Where the hell is my phone?” I searched my desk over and over, trying to mentally retrace my steps to figure out where I could have dropped it. Damn it. This was the worst time to lose it.I straightened up after searching the drawers and decided I’d just go talk to the woman who filed the report. Sarah was already waiting. I’d deal with the phone later.As I walked down the corridor, my mind kept circling back to the report I had read. Could it really be who I thought it was? I laughed at myself. That would be insane. I had to be overthinking it.I got to the car and found Sarah already inside. “Sorry for keeping you waiting,” I said as I slid into the driver’s seat. “I was looking for my phone.”“Oh, here it is.” She held it out to me.My brows pulled together as I stared at her. “How did it get to you?”“I’m sorry, Agent Thorne.” She gave me an apologetic smile. “I didn’t realize you were searching for it. When you stepped out of the office earlier, I thought you’d forgott
MELANIE“Do you know him?” my mother asked, searching my face.So Gavin was the one who got my mom out? What the hell was going on? Why hadn’t he said anything? Why did everything about him have to be such a secret? “Melanie?” She squeezed my hands tighter, pulling me back to the moment. “Do you know him?”I nodded slowly.“Really?” Her face lit up with excitement. “That’s wonderful. I’d love to thank him in person.”“Yeah… he’s Dad’s friend,” I said.The smile dropped from her face instantly. “Dalton’s friend? So does that mean your father sent him?”“I don’t think so.” I shook my head right away. It didn’t add up. “Dad never mentioned anything about it. And if he had sent Gavin, I don’t think it would’ve been kept quiet like that.”“You’re right about that,” she said, shivering a little. “When Dalton does something good, he makes sure the whole world knows. His name would’ve been all over that place. He loves the attention.”We sat in silence for a moment. I kept turning it over in
GAVINI sat at my desk the next day with the new case file sitting covered in front of me. I hadn’t even opened it yet. Honestly, I didn’t care what it was about. I leaned back in my chair and stared up at the ceiling, thinking about Chatham University and my hockey team. How was I supposed to walk away from them? It was too hard to think about. It sucked more than I wanted to admit.My mind was still on them when my door opened, and Sarah walked in. On any normal day, she would’ve come in all businesslike and confident, but today she looked uncomfortable. This was exactly why I never mixed personal stuff with work.“Gav—Agent Thorne. Good morning,” she said, stumbling over her words. She never did that.“Morning, Kline.” I made a point of using her last name. I needed that line between us to stay clear.She hovered near the door for a second before coming over to my desk. “How was your ni—”“Kline,” I cut her off, my voice flat and completely cold. Fuck. Yesterday never should’ve h
MELANIE“No, no, no. This can’t be possible.” I shook my head hard, like that could make any of it untrue. It made no sense. Why would my own father do something so cruel to the woman he married? The woman he once claimed to love?“Melanie, please sit down,” my mother said softly, glancing at the other people in the restaurant who were starting to stare.A server hurried over with a broom and dustpan to clean up the broken glass, muttering apologies the whole time. My mother gently tugged on my hand until I finally sank back into the chair.“Mel, are you okay?” Eva came over, her brows pulled together, as she placed her hands on my shoulders.“She’ll be fine,” my mother told her quietly. I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t even think straight. All I kept muttering to myself was why.I finally looked up at my mother. The concern on her face nearly broke me. “Are you alright, baby?”I shook my head. I definitely wasn’t.“Why would he do that?” I asked, my voice cracking. “Why would he do some
MELANIEThe kiss wasn’t gentle or sweet. It was desperate. I grabbed the front of his shirt with both hands and pressed my lips hard against his, pouring everything I had been hiding for years into it.Gavin froze. His hands came up to my shoulders like he wanted to push me away.“Melanie, shit… st
MELANIEMy hands shook so badly I could barely hold my bag as I tore it open and gripped my phone, blood staining everything I touched. I dialed my father first, tears running down my face, blurring my vision. It rang twice before he picked up.“Dad,” I sobbed the second he answered. “Some… some
MELANIEThe front door closed behind me with a soft thud that made me jump.God, why was it so quiet? My boot heels clicked too loudly on the marble floor as I stepped deeper into the living room. The warning bells in my head were loud now, the same sick little thrill I always got right before doi
MELANIEGavin had me pinned against the cold locker room wall, his big, calloused hand shoved up under my pink skirt, thick fingers shifting my panties, spreading my soaked folds.“Fuck, you’re dripping for me, Mel,” he growled in that deep, sexy voice, his light stubble scraping my neck as he thru







