Tana French The Searcher Novels & Stories

"Why is Jonea so sure that my mother was involved in the incident that happened to Miller? In fact, none of the CCTV footage at school showed my mother's involvement. Why did Jonea hurt Aland that day? Although Aland did not admit that he was hurt because of Jonea. But I'm sure Jonea is involved. I could smell Jonea's body in Aland's spilled blood. I believe they were together before Aland was found unconscious with a gash in his stomach that night." Hunter struggled to his feet and walked out of the toilet. "What exactly happened? I have to find out the truth behind all these mysteries. I can't allow myself to be tossed around like a fool." After tidying up his clothes and washing his face

I can’t have this shutting down before we’ve even really got started, so I decided to play peacemaker for a moment and diffuse the situation as best I could. “Kade was on our territory when it went down this morning and saw the whole thing. He noticed something and wanted to see if she did too,” I say, giving Kade a little side eye and hoping that did enough to calm Dean. He takes a minute and then sighs before saying, “Sorry I shouldn’t have jumped to conclusions. I'm just a bit protective. That was Cataleya, my little sister. I asked her to come along for that very reason but she couldn’t make it.” As soon as Dean tells us who the female hunter was I look to Kade and see the blood visibly

Rowan grumbles. When we return to the house, Tiernan is sitting on the couch. He looks exhausted; I must admit it has been a long day. We all sit down. “Did you find out anything?” Tiernan asks. “Not really. Ghaazi has more or less put the pack on lockdown and is vetting everyone that comes and goes.” Rowan answers. “Who are you?” I ask. “Sorry, this is Rowan. He is Cahir’s younger brother and our best tracker and spy.” Tiernan tells me.

All my time as an Alpha of the Tiger wood blood pack, I had never encountered any hunter as they didn't have access into our territory so hearing Tyla say the scent she perceived was like that of a hunter got me really curious. “What do you mean a hunter?” I asked. “A wolf hunter…they’re… they’re trained to track and kill wolves…they can mask their scent, move silently… they're dangerous...Really dangerous.” she said. “I know what wolf hunters are, Tyla…anyway, have you encountered one before??” “Yes, back at my pack…I got attacked by one…I had no idea how I survived it's attack but all I knew is that I woke up without any memories of my encounter with it.”

"You shouldn't be here." Quinn looked slightly pissed I hadn't waited. "I'm exactly where I need to be," I said firmly. I moved to his side, placing my hand on his shoulder. The handcuffs binding his wrists to the table made my stomach clench. This wasn't right. Detective Elliott watched our interaction with cold, calculating eyes. Detective Morrison stood by the door, arms crossed. I could feel them waiting for us to say something incriminating, anything they could twist against Hunter. "I found something," I said to Hunter, my voice low but steady. "I found Helena's diary."

I had tried to reach her, but the chaos had swallowed her up, and I had been left with nothing but the memory of her touch and the echo of her voice. The pain of that loss had driven me to embark on this quest. The thought that I might find Lea again, or at least uncover some clue about her fate, had been a driving force. The discovery that Elara was not Lea had brought that pain rushing back, a reminder of the emptiness that had accompanied her disappearance. As the sun began to set, casting long shadows over the village, I made my way back to The Silver Oak. Nikolai and I shared our experiences from the day, though I kept my own emotional turmoil to myself. I didn't want to burden him with

“I need to speak with the head investigator in charge of the search.” The officer nodded and led me to a small office just off the main terminal. Inside, a tall man with a well-tailored suit and a sharp gaze sat behind a desk cluttered with maps and reports. “Mr. Sinclair, I’m Inspector Laurent,” he said, extending a hand. His tone was calm, but his eyes betrayed a hint of frustration. “Inspector Laurent, I need to know what you’ve found,” I said, barely managing to keep my composure. “Have you seen any sign of Henry, Julia, or Sophia?”

a gruff voice answered. “I need you to track someone for me,” “Who sir? “Cara Hampton. Find out if she left the country on the 19th of June or any day after thar,” I ordered. “Right on it , sir.” I heard rapid clicking sounds and ended the call. Kai was a bloodhound from a past Ian no longer associate with. He could dig out things buried for years. I sat and buried my self with work but I couldn't concentrate. Scarlet. No—Valerie.

She was holding the wires in her shivering hand. Hunter noticed those same scars on her but this time there were scars on her face as well. Her legs gave out as she fell to her knees. She rubbed her chest trying to breathe but no matter how much she tried, she was unable to breathe. Hunter grabbed the first thing that came into his sight. It was the chair as he smashed it on the screen and the computer system; destroying everything as it caught fire. Now he knows why she was there and why the first room was burning. She was there to destroy these tapes.

TASHA I started the morning certain the house would cooperate with me, and that confidence faded fast. Tamrine fussed against my shoulder while I moved through my room, the hall closet, the nursery, and even the bathroom where I once stored my old textbooks. My school packet was gone—ID, access card, medical clearance, transcripts, even the little orientation booklet the academy mailed out with holographic security tabs along the edges. I lifted blankets, checked under the crib mattress, and searched the pockets of every coat I owned.