Fiction by Sydney Katt
After assuring Trista we would find Maureen, she left to go back to work in case she called. Collin left right after that to get a team briefed about the disappearance. I tried to spend the rest of the afternoon looking over the maps I had of the airport to determine the best placement of agents, but I couldn’t concentrate.
At eight o’clock that night, Jenna still hadn’t returned home. [Read more...]
Jenna’s heart leapt into her throat at the sound of her brother-in-law’s voice. Daniel was the last person she wanted to see on a good day and this wasn’t a good day. He’d had a way of seeing right through her since they first met and she didn’t have enough time to make him understand the severity of what was going on. She turned to face him and was met with a fierce glare. [Read more...]
“What do you mean she isn’t there? I thought you told me she would be at home all day, Jackson,” Collin said in shock. [Read more...]
“What are you doing here, Jen? I wasn’t expecting to see you until the weekend,” Elaine said in surprise, hugging her sister. [Read more...]
Tuesday, October 7
“Caldwell, please tell me I didn’t hear you correctly,” Banks said, fighting to remain calm. [Read more...]
Jenna was going stir crazy. It was a long day for her. She hadn’t imagined missing Jackson the way she did. [Read more...]
“Well Agent Caldwell, if everything you say is true, please rest assured that you’ll have complete cooperation from this facility. I apologize, but I have a pressing meeting. Please make yourself comfortable and Mr. McNamara will be in momentarily to facilitate things.” [Read more...]
“Chad, what are you doing here?” [Read more...]
Monday, October 6
“Blackstone is on the move,” Collin told me as I got in his car around nine o’clock on Monday morning. [Read more...]
“Damn it all straight to hell!” Jenna shouted, tossing her cell phone to the floorboard of the car.
Jackson gave her a sidelong glance. “Everything okay?”
“No. [Read more...]
As I’d expected, this week’s Sunday dinner turned out to be a birthday party for Lana, complete with fifteen five year olds. I could tell Elaine put a great deal of effort into the 50’s sock hop for her daughter, though I couldn’t figure out why. They were far too young to be familiar with any of the music. More than one little girl asked me during the ‘pin the kiss on Elvis’ game who he was. [Read more...]
Jenna struggled to get out of Trista’s leather pants for a moment before remembering she hadn’t taken off her shoes yet. She reached for her shoes and tumbled back onto the bed. The shoes hit the floor with a thud and she winced. Good thing Trista was staying at Blaine’s that night. Even if she weren’t too drunk to avoid making noise with her shoes, the walls in the condo weren’t as thick as she’d like. Especially not when the nosy best friend’s bedroom was directly below. [Read more...]
“Hello, Jackson. Fancy meeting you here.”
The sound of his voice made my blood run cold. His tone was cordial enough, but something insidious lurked in his eyes. I pulled my thoughts together as rapidly as I could. He couldn’t know I was onto him.
Not until I was ready to slap the cuffs on him. [Read more...]
“I need to make the rounds to see if everything is running smoothly. Will you two be okay by yourselves?” Blaine asked. [Read more...]
Even for a Saturday night, Blaine’s Rain was packed. I was grateful we met in a private room at the back of the club. As a rule, I wasn’t a fan of large crowds. The situation was nearly impossible to control. Anything could happen and I wouldn’t be able to do anything to stop it. [Read more...]
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