You Can't Run by Hope Davis (pdf e book reader .TXT) 📕

Thanks. Talk to you later.” He smiled sheepishly as their hands brushed for a moment before she turned to head upstairs.

As she got undressed in her room, she couldn’t believe how much she felt like a teenager who had just gotten caught by her father. It made her giggle a bit as she slid on some comfy clothes to sleep in and slid into bed. She had no idea how tired she was until she had laid down and she found herself immediately drifting off to sleep. She would have to think over the case tomorrow she thought, before she drifted into dreamland.

CHAPTER 10

MARK

This was annoying. It wasn’t going according to the plan. He would probably have to start all over and try something different. It was infuriating.

He turned to his computer and pulled up the Facebook of one of the women who had accepted his friend request. He scrolled through the page for the signs he needed.

Nothing.

He’d even gone back three years. He looked at her profile picture again. He’d really thought she was a candidate, but he had been wrong before. He unfriended her and went to the next girl on his list. She wasn’t what he was looking for either.

Delete.

He felt like his expectations were low, and it was upsetting that these women couldn’t even meet them! He was about to start all over and that meant this would now take him much longer than he had anticipated.

He glanced at the clock, it was almost time for him to go to work. Stupid job. He grabbed his jacked from the back of the chair and slid it over his shoulders and he slid his feet into his work shoes. When he stepped towards the door he noticed he was leaving bloody footprints on the pristine white carpet.

Well now he was going to have to torch this Airbnb when he was done. He felt a little guilty but it couldn’t be helped. Glancing over his shoulder, he eyed what he had collected for the project so far. maybe he would stop by the store on his way home, today was payday, and some new materials would do him good.

He wiped his shoes on the mat outside his door to make sure he wouldn’t track blood down the hallway, looking around to make sure no nosy neighbors were getting too interested in what he was doing in his rental. Then he headed down the hall and down the stairs, he had to be on his best behavior.

As he exited the building to the street, he passed a beautiful blonde who was stretching by the door. She had earbuds in and was wearing running gear. Mark was intrigued. She didn’t even glance his direction as she pulled out her phone and pressed a few buttons, he was a few feet away, but he could clearly see what she was doing.

Perfect.

As she straightened he began to walk in the other direction, hoping she hadn’t noticed him pause to watch her. As soon as she was partially in the building, he quickly turned around, feigning like he forgot something he followed her into the lobby.

He listened to her sneakers squeak as she jogged up the cement stairs. it sounded like she lived on the third floor.

Yes. She was perfect.

Before anyone could notice him standing around and wonder what he was doing, he turned and left the building while checking his watch.

He liked her. And he would get her later. For now, he had to put in his eight hours of work like everyone else on this godforsaken planet.

If only others could see his vision.

CHAPTER 11

NAYA

Her alarm woke her at five. She knew she wasn’t expected in the office until around seven or eight, but she wanted to solve this case before another woman went missing. She quickly pulled on her clothes deciding to order another pair of slacks on her lunch break. She really should’ve expected that she would need more than two pairs, with the hours she was pulling they wouldn’t cut it.

She slipped down the stairs as quietly as they allowed, peering in on Vance when she reached the bottom, he was fast asleep. She was a bit worried to look into the living room, but when she did, she was pleasantly surprised to see Vance’s friends had cleaned up their mess. She shook her head at herself. It’s not like they were teenage boys! They were adults, of course they had cleaned up after themselves.

As quickly as she could, she scooped Indian leftovers into a container and slid the fridge shut. She was glad Derek was coming today, he could help them eat some of these leftovers before they went bad, how many they had was out of control.

She was out the door and in the office within 30 minutes, she was surprised by how short her commute was without traffic.

She wasn’t the first one in the office, but she had beat Atlas for once, a small victory. She hoped he had made it home safely the night before and that he would feel rested this morning. Naya didn’t even stop at her desk, she headed straight for the conference room and began analyzing the map she had put on the board. She used her phone to get the exact location where they found Shanice’s body, then she stepped back and stared at it.

“Anything?” Atlas’ voice interrupted. If she hadn’t been a cop for so long, she might have jumped from surprise..

“Nothing. And the techs haven’t emailed me the property transfer paperwork for that land yet.”

“I’m impressed you beat me here, but at least I didn’t miss much.” Atlas replied as he slid into a seat and set his coffee in front of him. She could see the steam still rising from it.

“I have an idea.”