Chapters (76)
- Cover
- Praise for Kelley Armstrong and the Cainsville Series
- Also by Kelley Armstrong
- Dedication
- CHAPTER ONE
- CHAPTER TWO
- CHAPTER THREE
- CHAPTER FOUR
- CHAPTER FIVE
- CHAPTER SIX
- CHAPTER SEVEN
- DOWNWARD SPIRAL
- CHAPTER EIGHT
- CHAPTER NINE
- OUTCLASSED
- CHAPTER TEN
- CHAPTER ELEVEN
- CHAPTER TWELVE
- SEEING RED
- A REASONABLE MAN
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
- CHAPTER NINETEEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY
- CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
- NOT EVIL
- CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
- CHAPTER THIRTY
- CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
- CURTAINS
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FORTY
- CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
- CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
- CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
- CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
- CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
- GONE
- CHAPTER FIFTY
- CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
- CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
- CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
- CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX
- CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE
- TOO LITTLE, TOO LATE
- CHAPTER SIXTY
- CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE
- CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO
- CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE
- About the Author
I continued. “Pamela’s bloodline might be fae, but she has a connection with the Huntsmen. They seem to be warning her about you, just like they warned me. The question now is the nature of that connection. Edgar Chandler was involved in the murders of Peter Evans and Jan Gunderson and he was involved with the Cwn Annwn. Does that mean the rest of the murders could have been connected, too?”
We walked through a set of doors.
“Then there’s the significance of what was done to James,” I said. “We haven’t discussed that.”
“That’s what I was thinking about while I waited. Some aspects of the earlier crimes weren’t released to the general public. The court records are open, which means anyone could duplicate the crimes, but the way he was murdered does open a strategy for freeing Pamela.”
“Even if she hates your guts?”
“If I failed to give my best defense to every client who hated me, I’d have a very poor record indeed.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
The rest of Friday was quiet. Ricky and I went to a movie in the city. Big, loud, and action-packed, it was the perfect mental vacation. Afterward, I had to visit the police station with Gabriel for a follow-up on James’s case. The case was now being handled by the CPD. Gabriel explained why, but . . . let’s just say that as soon as I had a moment to relax with a book, I’d be eschewing novels for a few basic legal and law enforcement texts.
Saturday morning, Ricky gave me a lift to my parents’ house so I could find something appropriate to wear to the funeral. Gabriel picked me up at the house. He had his new car now, having retrieved it that morning. About five minutes before we arrived, Ricky texted that he’d found a shaded spot for us to stand, a couple of hundred feet from the grave site.
Grave site.
James’s grave.
James was dead.
Even after three days, the reminder hit with the force to nearly double me over. When my father died, I’d had warning. He’d suffered a series of heart attacks, so I’d had time to say everything I wanted. I had never realized how important that was until now.
I’d loved James. More than that, I’d cared for him. Love was about what I felt. Caring was about James—the life I wanted for him, whether I shared it or not.