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Back Season of Fear
Chapters (67)
  1. Contents
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright Page
  4. PROLOGUE
  5. PART ONETHE EXTREMES
  6. 1
  7. 2
  8. 3
  9. 4
  10. 5
  11. 6
  12. 7
  13. 8
  14. 9
  15. 10
  16. 11
  17. 12
  18. 13
  19. 14
  20. 15
  21. 16
  22. PART TWOSOMETHING BAD
  23. 17
  24. 18
  25. 19
  26. 20
  27. 21
  28. 22
  29. 23
  30. 24
  31. 25
  32. 26
  33. 27
  34. 28
  35. 29
  36. 30
  37. PART THREECHAYLA
  38. 31
  39. 32
  40. 33
  41. 34
  42. 35
  43. 36
  44. 37
  45. 38
  46. 39
  47. 40
  48. 41
  49. 42
  50. 43
  51. PART FOURHIT AND RUN
  52. 44
  53. 45
  54. 46
  55. 47
  56. 48
  57. 49
  58. 50
  59. 51
  60. 52
  61. 53
  62. 54
  63. 55
  64. 56
  65. 57
  66. EPILOGUE
  67. AUTHOR’S NOTE

He’d kept secrets from her all along. It made her feel bitter; it made her feel like a child.

And yet – and yet – he’d left clues for her, too. Just for her. Bread-crumbs that no one else could find. Part of her whispered that he was trying to protect her.

Part of her whispered that he had done it all for her. That he was trying to answer the question that had haunted her for ten years.

27

‘Cab,’ Caprice said. ‘What an unexpected treat.’

She got up from behind her desk at the headquarters of the Common Way Foundation, which was on the other side of downtown from the shabby building that housed the foundation’s research department. Her corner office was located near the pencil-top of the Sun Trust tower. Floor-to-ceiling windows looked out on the skyline in two directions. Westward, he could see the cloud mass marking the fringe of Chayla as it marched toward the coast. It was a dark day. The building swayed almost imperceptibly with the gusts.

Caprice’s brunette hair was pulled tightly back, and her white skin and soft face were emphasized by amber teardrop earrings. She wore a gray business suit, with a skirt that fell just below her knees. Her heels were tall. Her serious eyes became flirtatious as she leaned in and kissed him on the cheek.

‘To what do I owe the pleasure?’ she asked.

‘I have questions,’ Cab said.

Caprice smiled. ‘Of course you do. You are just full of questions.’

He strolled on the plush carpet to the windows overlooking the city. Caprice stood next to him, close enough that her hips brushed against his. He was very conscious of her presence.

‘The storm will be here soon,’ Caprice said. Her eyes were on him, not the sky.

‘Yes, it will.’

He sat at a round glass table near the window. Caprice took the chair next to him. She smiled, waiting for him to start. The toes of her shoe casually rubbed his pant leg. She knew she made him uncomfortable, and he was pretty sure she liked the power she held.

‘I just met Peach Piper,’ Cab told her.

‘Did you? Peach is a sweet girl, but don’t underestimate her. She’s wicked-smart. You could sit right next to her and not even realize it because of her disguises.’

‘She was telling me about a foundation employee named Justin Kiel,’ he said.

‘I’m not surprised. Deacon says that Peach was quite sweet on Justin.’

‘I’m wondering why you didn’t tell me about Justin yourself. A member of your research team was murdered two weeks ago. You didn’t think that was useful information in evaluating potential threats against Diane?’