Merkaba, a supernatural suspense series (Walk the Right Road, Book 3) by Lorhainne Eckhart Page B
Authors: Lorhainne Eckhart
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you, miss.”
She didn’t offer her name but picked up the vacuum and clicked it on.
Patrick wandered out and back to their room. He knocked on the door and waited, hearing footsteps and someone fumbling with the lock. The door opened, and his wife stared up at him with dark eyes, her shoulder-length brown and gray hair tousled.
“You were sleeping?” He stepped inside and shut the door behind him, but someone soon knocked on it behind him.
They both glanced at each other warily, and Patrick looked in the peephole. “What the…” He yanked open the door. “What are you doing here?”
Chapter 18
“I thought you might want to know that I may have a lead on where Brian is.”
Patrick crossed his arms over his solid chest, and his wife pulled on his arm to move him aside.
“Oh, and where would he be?” Harriet tried to move in front of her husband, but he put out his arm to block her.
“Dad, let him in.”
Everyone turned to where Alecia had wandered from the bedroom, wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants. Her long, dark hair hung loose in an untidy mess. The bruises under her eyes appeared darker, and she pressed her hand to her forehead.
Patrick held open the door and allowed Dan to enter. He hesitated and stepped in. He had long legs and solid arms that showed his strength. Patrick had seen lots of good-looking arrogant guys who kept their bodies in good shape, with well-formed muscles. They always had ladies flocking their way. He’d seen many guys like this, and not one had been up to any good. He definitely didn’t want this one messing with his daughter. Patrick gave the door a shove, and it slammed shut. He stared Dan down and waited for him to speak.
“Look … I put some feelers out. He rented a car out of Sequim, and he’s staying in Port Townsend.”
Patrick put his hand on Dan’s shoulder. “Well, you’re going to show me where he is, right now.”
“Dad, I’m coming.” Alecia hurried to grab a sweater.
“No, Alecia, you’re not.” It was her mother who stopped her and then glanced over to Patrick. “Go take care of it so it’s done,” she said.
Patrick grabbed the door and yanked it open. He motioned Dan out and then held the door as he leaned in and kissed Harriet. “Lock the door. Keep her here.”
Harriet nodded.
Dan stayed close to the wall and followed Patrick down the steps. He shoved on a pair of dark glasses. “Let’s take my car.” He motioned to a dark blue sedan with tinted windows.
Patrick glanced over at Alecia’s Jeep, with its open doors that would let everyone see them. He glanced back at Dan, who flushed. “Don’t want to be seen?” Patrick asked. “Just curious, who are you hiding from, and why?”
Dan crossed his arms and ran his hand over his cropped reddish hair. “Look, can we go? I don’t want to be standing out here all day.”
Patrick inclined his head. “By all means, let’s go.”
He climbed in the passenger side. Dan started the engine and pulled out, turned right, and headed toward Port Townsend.
“You never answered me,” Patrick said. “Who are you hiding from?”
“Some people think I’m dead, and I mean to keep it that way.”
Chapter 19
“Are you sure this is where Brian is?” Patrick sat in the darkened sedan outside a large two-story motel. It was quite nice, with large gardens, grass, and trees, and it appeared as though it would have all the usual amenities. He spied a newer white sedan with a rental company logo on it, and he felt his heart kick up a beat. He pointed to an empty spot by the white car. “Park there.”
Dan pulled in and turned off the engine. “So now what?”
“What room is he in?” Patrick asked as he looked through the windshield, waiting to see Brian.
“I don’t know, exactly. One of the lower rooms.”
“Well, let’s go find out.” Patrick grabbed the door handle and stepped out. When Dan didn’t move, he leaned down and looked into the car. “Are you coming?”
Dan didn’t
She didn’t offer her name but picked up the vacuum and clicked it on.
Patrick wandered out and back to their room. He knocked on the door and waited, hearing footsteps and someone fumbling with the lock. The door opened, and his wife stared up at him with dark eyes, her shoulder-length brown and gray hair tousled.
“You were sleeping?” He stepped inside and shut the door behind him, but someone soon knocked on it behind him.
They both glanced at each other warily, and Patrick looked in the peephole. “What the…” He yanked open the door. “What are you doing here?”
Chapter 18
“I thought you might want to know that I may have a lead on where Brian is.”
Patrick crossed his arms over his solid chest, and his wife pulled on his arm to move him aside.
“Oh, and where would he be?” Harriet tried to move in front of her husband, but he put out his arm to block her.
“Dad, let him in.”
Everyone turned to where Alecia had wandered from the bedroom, wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants. Her long, dark hair hung loose in an untidy mess. The bruises under her eyes appeared darker, and she pressed her hand to her forehead.
Patrick held open the door and allowed Dan to enter. He hesitated and stepped in. He had long legs and solid arms that showed his strength. Patrick had seen lots of good-looking arrogant guys who kept their bodies in good shape, with well-formed muscles. They always had ladies flocking their way. He’d seen many guys like this, and not one had been up to any good. He definitely didn’t want this one messing with his daughter. Patrick gave the door a shove, and it slammed shut. He stared Dan down and waited for him to speak.
“Look … I put some feelers out. He rented a car out of Sequim, and he’s staying in Port Townsend.”
Patrick put his hand on Dan’s shoulder. “Well, you’re going to show me where he is, right now.”
“Dad, I’m coming.” Alecia hurried to grab a sweater.
“No, Alecia, you’re not.” It was her mother who stopped her and then glanced over to Patrick. “Go take care of it so it’s done,” she said.
Patrick grabbed the door and yanked it open. He motioned Dan out and then held the door as he leaned in and kissed Harriet. “Lock the door. Keep her here.”
Harriet nodded.
Dan stayed close to the wall and followed Patrick down the steps. He shoved on a pair of dark glasses. “Let’s take my car.” He motioned to a dark blue sedan with tinted windows.
Patrick glanced over at Alecia’s Jeep, with its open doors that would let everyone see them. He glanced back at Dan, who flushed. “Don’t want to be seen?” Patrick asked. “Just curious, who are you hiding from, and why?”
Dan crossed his arms and ran his hand over his cropped reddish hair. “Look, can we go? I don’t want to be standing out here all day.”
Patrick inclined his head. “By all means, let’s go.”
He climbed in the passenger side. Dan started the engine and pulled out, turned right, and headed toward Port Townsend.
“You never answered me,” Patrick said. “Who are you hiding from?”
“Some people think I’m dead, and I mean to keep it that way.”
Chapter 19
“Are you sure this is where Brian is?” Patrick sat in the darkened sedan outside a large two-story motel. It was quite nice, with large gardens, grass, and trees, and it appeared as though it would have all the usual amenities. He spied a newer white sedan with a rental company logo on it, and he felt his heart kick up a beat. He pointed to an empty spot by the white car. “Park there.”
Dan pulled in and turned off the engine. “So now what?”
“What room is he in?” Patrick asked as he looked through the windshield, waiting to see Brian.
“I don’t know, exactly. One of the lower rooms.”
“Well, let’s go find out.” Patrick grabbed the door handle and stepped out. When Dan didn’t move, he leaned down and looked into the car. “Are you coming?”
Dan didn’t
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