Extrait

“Okay, what is it?” I licked my lips. “I told you there were bodies in the church and that Reed had killed them. Well, one of them was Liza Montgomery. She was the type of victim he went for. A female child abuser.” Blake went completely rigid. I rubbed his arm, knowing he wouldn’t want to be grateful to Reed for anything but was likely still glad that she was dead. “Do you think he was telling the truth?” asked Blake. “I don’t see why he would have lied about it, but I guess we won’t know anything for sure until after the police finish their investigation. I just wanted to give you a heads-up before I spoke to them.” Blake gave me a brief nod. “Let’s get this over with.” He called out, “You can come in now.” I rested my head on Blake’s chest once again as Bartley and Joshua came inside. “You look a little better than you did before,” said Joshua. “Thanks for the warning about the church. We weren’t expecting bodies.” “You still have Reed and Ricky in custody?” I asked. Bartley nodded. “Yes. Be assured that they won’t be getting near you again. I can see that you’re tired, Miss Lyons, but we really need to ask you some questions,” he said, surprisingly sounding apologetic. “Okay,” I told him. “But I’m not moving even an inch from where I am.” Joshua looked like he was fighting a smile. “That’s fine.” They didn’t take long questioning me, though that might have been because Blake kept gifting them with impatient sighs and asking them if they were done yet.