Lynette Eason - A Killer Among Us
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2011 by Lynette Eason
Published by Revell
a division of Baker Publishing Group
P.O. Box 6287, Grand Rapids, MI 49516-6287
www.revellbooks.com
E-book edition created 2011
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any meansfor example, electronic, photocopy, recordingwithout the prior written permission of the publisher. The only exception is brief quotations in printed reviews.
ISBN 978-1-4412-3261-8
Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data is on file at the Library of Congress, Washington, DC.
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the authors imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental.
Published in association with Tamela Hancock Murray of the Hartline Literary Agency, LLC.
To the One who lets me write.
I love you, Jesus!
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You dont want to do this. Detective Kit Kenyon stared past the barrel of the gun and fixed her eyes on the man before her.
The forty-four-year-old blinked against the sweat dripping into his hazy green eyes. A thick tongue swept out against dry lips, and his gaze darted from her to the door to his wife, who sat on the floor under the window weeping softly.
Melanie, his twelve-year-old daughter, winced at the harsh hand ensnaring her long brown ponytail and never took her terrified gaze from Kit.
Virgil? Kit pushed gently. Right now you havent hurt anyone. In fact, youve cooperated nicely. Except for the part where shed asked him to end this peacefully.
But they were getting there.
Ive got a clean shot. The voice whispered in her earpiece.
She tapped her fingers once against her leg. A signal that said, Not yet. She didnt want anyone dying today if they didnt have to. Virgil Manns eyes were clear. No drugs in his system. And he was listening to her.
Shed been talking to him for over three hours, and it had to be at least a hundred-plus degrees in the cramped single-wide trailer. Breakfast was six hours ago and her stomach growled. Kit ignored it and the humid heat and focused on Virgil. Shed maneuvered the man into such a position where the sniper could see the two of them.
Definite progress.
Much talk along with a lot of give-and-take had resulted in the release of the two youngest children: two-year-old Jessie and four-year-old Nathan. Now she just had to get him to let Melanie and his wife, Anne, walk out of the musty-smelling, breath-stealing metal box.
She told me she was leaving me. The words came out on a sob. Two fat tears trickled down his grizzled cheeks, and Kit felt an unwanted pang of compassion. He looked like a mad four-year-old who didnt get his way. The gun in his hand squelched the sympathy.
Shock blanched Melanies tearstained features as she processed her fathers words and she cut her gaze to her mother.
Finally. For three hours, hed ranted, raved, listed everything hed done for his unappreciative family, but hadnt said a word about what sparked his rage. Now they were getting to the heart of the matter. Aw, Virgil, Im sorry. You dont deserve that, do you?
Of course he did. Kit was glad the woman had gotten up the courage to do something. She just wished shed left first and talked later.
The gun wavered. No, I dont. I do my best to provide for this family. She told me I needed professional help. Wanted to go to some marriage counselor. Stupid woman trying to tell me what to do. Thinks she knows best. His lip curled in disgust.
At this, Melanies eyes glittered with anger. The girl opened her mouth to say something and Kit quickly intervened. She shouldnt have treated you like that. Shes the one who needs help, right?
You got it. Another swipe of the tongue. His grip loosened on Melanies hair and the girl shifted away from him a fraction.
What if we got her the help she needs, Virgil?
He blinked. What do you mean?
Just what I said. What if you and I get her some help? Youd be doing what any good husband would do. Youd be the man she fell in love with once again.
Virgil blinked the sweat from his eyes and squinted. Kit looked at Melanie. The girl shifted again, her anger dissipated, weeping softly now. Then her father brought the gun back down to aim it at his wife, fury returning once more. What if I just shoot her and be done with it? Always trying to tell me what to do.
Melanie whimpered. Kit took a deep breath. Tapped her fingers againthis time with two quick snaps against her chin. Shoot on my signal. If she curled her hand into a fistand she would if Virgils finger even twitched on the triggerher guy would place a bullet between Virgils eyes.
In her ear, Chad, her second, fed her information. Virgils sister is here. Said her brother has the need to be in control. Hates authority or anyone feeling theyre better than he is.
Yeah, shed already figured that out.
Chad continued, Said his wife and kids have been going to the little church up the street. Ever since they started going, shes been getting uppity, pushing him for marriage counseling, telling him they needed to get right with God.
Hey Virgil. She had his attention back on her although the gun stayed on his wife. Hey, you make the decisions around here, right?
His breath stuttered out and he looked confused at the change in subject. You bet I do. I have the final say-so in this family.
Kit nodded, making sure her outward appearance said she was thinking about his words. Inside, she weighed her options. Every word she said counted, might mean the difference between life and death. His death, his wifes. Hers. But she was good at reading people and she was 99.9 percent sure how to handle this man. Unfortunately, it went against negotiation protocol. Rule number something: Never remind the shooter he wants to shoot. Did she dare chance it? Did she dare not? Still keeping her body relaxed, her posture nonthreatening, she asked, So, you want to shoot her? Okay, lets say you do it.
Surprise rocketed his eyebrows and his jaw sagged. What?
A harsh breath whistled in her ear. Kit...
But she had Virgils number now. She urged, You say you want to shoot her. Or you think you do, but have you thought out your future after the bullet does its job?
More lip licking. Wha-what do you mean?
Just think about it for a minute. Do you love your children?
Course I do. He looked outraged at her question.
So whats going to happen to them after Annes dead and youre in jail?
Or dead. Because if you kill her, theres no turning back after that. No second chances. No way to right that wrong. She paused and looked at Melanie. And your little girl will hate you forever. So just think about those facts for a few minutes before you decide what to do.
His Adams apple bobbed, his eyes flickered to his daughter whom he still had in his hard grip. Her gaze sought his. Her brief moment of anger had faded back into fear. Daddy, please dont kill my mama.
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