🗝️Detective Ryker Viltarin must uncover dark secrets before he loses not only his heart but also his life.🗝️
You're on your own, far from home
The wind is blowing in the top of the pines
A gloomy sky where the sun never shines
Deep...
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Jonathan fixed his eyes on her as if a finger twitched on the trigger. She felt the tension in the air, wrapping around her neck like an invisible noose... She ventured far out onto the brittle ice.
"I just want to make sure that..." Her voice broke, and Eve hoped Jonathan thought she sounded afraid. But hopefully, fearful of her husband so he could feel like the hero he seemed determined to be. "My husband is not stupid," she tried to justify herself without giving too much away.
It was ridiculous. There she was, suddenly feeling a stupid, crazy hope that maybe Ryker and Dylan would come and rescue her. Yes, she wished her husband was still around and hadn't left so that he and Ray could come looking for her and find her before... before...
Eve swallowed hard, but the slimy toad in her throat refused to go away.
"You mean because he's a soldier?" Jonathan asked innocently, although the words cracked like a whip.
Eve couldn't hide her expression.
He turned his head and stroked Liam's head. He didn't seem to mind – or he ignored the fact – that the boy winced at the touch and pressed closer to his mother.
"You know, Riona told me about him when I visited," he said, pulling his hand away from Liam and putting it on her again instead. He stroked his hand back up, over the curve of her shoulders and back to the nape of her neck. If Eve had had fur like a dog, it would have bristled at that moment. Eve tried not to tense up again immediately – with moderate success.
"Don't worry... I've taken precautions in case this beast shows up and tries to take you away from me."
She could feel her legs growing weaker. But not in a positive way, as he wished. In this story, he was not the shining hero.
The danger was what could happen if he realized exactly that fact as well.
"Are you sure?" she repeated almost mechanically, feeling her fingers go cold as they sank a little deeper into Liam's clothing.
"Of course," Jonathan confirmed with a smile.
To Eve, it seemed like a grotesque grimace. All the warmth she had sensed in him before seemed to have been extinguished. It was as if she had been looking through a steamed-up window the whole time and perceiving a distorted image of reality. But now she could finally see clearly...
