Kate Burkholder Series Novels & Stories

As the crowd dispersed, I made my way home. I knew why Mike owed so much money. The day Cathy returned from another city, I hired a private investigator to look into her past. What I found was startling—she had once attacked someone with a knife and served several years in prison. It was only after her release that she sought out Mike. The person she had nearly killed was a loan shark.

Hunter left her. Kate went back inside to her husband. She stared at him and kissed him goodbye. She went home and freshened up, changing into a black dress. She got on a bus and went to the house. She got there and was asked for an invitation to the funeral. She told them she was Ethan’s distant cousin. “If you want you can ask my aunt, Elise,” Kate told the guard. “Oh she’s in prison.” The guard had no one to ask, so he had no choice but to just let her in. As soon as she got to the garden, she saw a camera man and a reporter. She knew that was Hunter’s doing but where was he? She asked herself.

Dan advises, no bullshit in his tone. Katherine: Hey Josh, it's Katherine from last night. I set my phone down, and, takin a large gulp of my coffee, anxiously wait for a ring. “Okay, what about the other guy?” She continues grilling. Adam’s dark eyes flash through my mind making my body feel warm. I'm not even sure how to describe him.

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That means that the culprit behind the murder, is preventing us from finding something. “Who is Kate really?” I found myself asking. According to her she doesn’t remember her parents and her childhood. Melissa’s POV I have to quickly arrange Mary’s burial. I placed a call to her parish. We agreed for the burial to be on Friday. Now, within two months I lost both Albert and Mary. The way am seeing it, the major target is not just Kate but both of us. I quickly called all the detectives for a meeting. Sheriff Morgan’s POV

Victor's people had been waiting for the extraction team. The whole thing—the scout mission, the ambush, the rally point—had been a trap within a trap. And they'd walked right into it. A man stepped into the light. Forties. Well-dressed even in apocalypse. Confident smile. "Catherine Hart. How nice of you to deliver yourself." Victor Kane in person. "And you brought friends. Even better." He walked to Jessica, still bound. "Your daughter has her mother's eyes. And her mother's stubbornness. She refused to answer questions. Admirable. Pointless, but admirable."

He said and my stomach dropped. “P..please, move.” I muttered, he stepped back slowly, eye contact never wavering from mine. The line in between his eyebrows made him look like he was waiting on me to say something amazing which I hope I do. Kate let go of her breath she was holding in and finally having the well needed space. That is it, breathe, it is going to be okay. “Kate has been seeing Zack since she was turned for…how long now?” I asked. She scratched the back of her head.

His inked torso sprawling across her sheets was an image that would be forever seared in her mind, and she didn’t have the heart to see it empty again. Flopping on the lounge, she flipped open her laptop and buried herself in work emails. It wasn’t long before she heard a soft knock. It was too quiet to be from her own apartment and her heart skipped a beat as she realized it would have been Colton’s door. She swallowed hard, waiting for the voices. Colton’s hoarse voice broke through the silence, followed by that of a woman. Kate’s breath caught in her throat. She knew it would happen sooner or later but she couldn’t prepare herself for the pang in her chest.

Calm. "Who is this?" "My name is Thomas Burke. I'm a Covenant member. I'm calling because I want to make a deal." My heart stopped. I gestured frantically to Marcus. He grabbed his phone. Started recording. "What kind of deal?" "I'll give you information. Names. Locations. Evidence. Everything I know. In exchange for immunity." "Why would I deal with you?" "Because I know things Katherine Price doesn't. I was in the inner circle. I know where the bodies are buried. Literally."

“Lawrence is playing dirty. He’s using your uncle, your company, your name. If we don’t act fast, he’ll own everything tied to you.” “Let him try,” Kate snapped. “I’m not scared of him.” “You should be,” William said, his voice firm. “This man buries people. Not just financially. He erases them.” Kate stood tall. “Then I’ll dig him out first.” William stepped back. “Be smart, Kate.” She crossed her arms. “I’ve been smart all my life and I was smart enough to call Jeremy.” “Jeremy isn’t a soldier. He’s a hacker. He plays behind screens.”