Skylar left the Collin County DA’s office in a state of panic. All she wanted to do was bring the monster that killed her father to justice, but she had only succeeded in ruining everything. Now, the most awful part of the whole fiasco,Michaelmight lose his job or go to jail because of what she’d done.
She should’ve turned and run the other way the first day she met Price in the park.
The same hot tears she’d been plagued by since the day Price left stung her eyes as she drove. How had she been so stupid as to believe him? She’d been asking herself since that day if any of it had been real between them, but she honestly didn’t know. Everything had felt so right, even when she knew he was still holding things back from her.
Of course, there was nothing right about the way he told her Eric Sauters was his brother in a typed letter after taking the half of the money his brother didn’t already have and abandoning her in the middle of nowhere. As that annoying prosecutor had said, it was just too convenient to be a coincidence. It had been three months since Price had vanished and he hadn’t called, hadn’t written and hadn’t sent word through Chill or Cherry, since that day. If he really cared about her then she should have heard something from him by now.
Something more than his pathetic brush-off note…
The truth was so glaringly obvious that Skylar mentally kicked herself every day for not seeing it in time. They both had the same disarming smiles; the same intense, piercing eyes; the same athletic build…She had always known her attraction to blondes would be her downfall one day.
At least she could take some solace in the knowledge that it made perfect sense for her to fall in love with two brothers. The first brother had stolen her father’s life and the second had stolen everything she had left to give.
Every moment they spent together kept flashing through her mind and each time the memories became increasingly painful. By this time she was quite certain that neither Jonathan Price nor Parker Ramsey were his real name, despite his claim the former was the truth. It wouldn’t make sense to a rational person, but the sudden realization that he’d lied about his name brought a measure of comfort with it.
Skylar had tried to track him down by hiring a private investigator to look into Eric’s parents. Since she didn’t know Price’s real identity, she figured she could track him down through Eric’s paper trail. Unfortunately, Eric’s mother didn’t name the father on his birth certificate and gave him her maiden name. Irene Sauters had no other children and her search ended up being fruitless.
Why did that dead end even surprise her? Any man who knew how to fake his own death to hide from the FBI would definitely not be easy to find by anyone’s standards.
She’d given up on that rather quickly and turned instead to Chill and Cherry, but they were on an extended vacation to Mexico – that someplace tropical she was supposed to visit with Price. There was no telling when they’d return, or even if they would return, so she’d had to abandon that idea as well.
Skylar had been through the full spectrum of emotions since he left. She remembered thinking he would come back for her once Raptor was no longer a threat just as vividly as she remembered the sadness his absence caused. Once she understood she was nothing more than a pawn to him, the anger had set in. Now, as she drove home, all she felt was contempt and a murderous rage. He had better pray they never cross paths again.
She hadn’t intentionally planned on taking this particular route home, but all of the memories of Price – whoever he really was – must have subconsciously led her down it. The park where they’d first met was coming up on her left. Just beyond that Skylar knew she’d find the cheesy amusement park where he’d taught her how to shoot a gun.
It had felt so right at the time; all of it.
Skylar angrily swatted at the fresh batch of tears welling in her eyes. “Damn you, Jonathan Price. Damn you to hell for this!”
A wave of nausea, something else that had become a common occurrence, hit her with a sudden intensity that almost doubled her over. Every time she thought about him it would come, almost as though to remind her that it was a waste of her time to reminisce about him. Skylar was able to pull the car over to the side of the road just in time.
© 2011, Sydney Katt. All rights reserved. Unauthorized use of content will result in dragon attacks.
Facebook
Twitter
Email
Oh boy. She is totally pregnant. Even more reason to be an emotional wreck, other than thinking the guy you loved conned and left you. *Sniff*
Poor Skylar. I love how she’s unconsciously driving past their old haunts. You know in the beginning of book 2 I found her kind of irritating and over confident but now I really love her and all of her crazy, angry, unbalanced outbursts.
Way to leave her hanging Parker…
You know, it’s funny how you don’t notice how annoying a character is when you’re creating them. I just wrote the character the way I thought she would actually be in the given situation. It wasn’t until I was doing the final edits that I decided I really didn’t like her. (More because she’s the type of person I’d be tempted to slap in real life than anything else.) I don’t think she started to grow on me until sometime after she spilled the beans about her mom. Maybe even the gala.
She’s less irritating in this book. More unbalanced though.
Oooo….so now Skylar is preggers??? Mmmm…..nothing like an added complication to make things interesting..lol!!!
Things have certainly not gone well for Skylar huh!! She obviously fell in love with Parker (or whatever his name is..), and to be hurt like that would be just awful.
Especially when you truly believe what they say – that he would be back soon – and then as time goes on, you realise it must have been BS………very hurtful.
And now she has dumped Michael in it as well……..
I am still interested to find out why Eric killed Skylars father…….which as you mentioned before – will come later……
And you are posting every day – hun, you are just too good to us……xxxxx
I never said she was pregnant, just that she was nauseas. In her shoes, I probably would’ve thrown up on Jenna’s desk because of my nerves.
Does seem like an awfully long time for him to stay away, huh? I’d be a wreak too…probably as much from being in the dark as from being afraid.
Yeah, we’ll get to Eric, but there might be something else coming to distract everyone first.
Just this week. I figured it would take the first five chapters to properly establish the mess that are these people’s lives before I went back to posting 3 times/week.