“Ma’am?” a man called, getting her attention. “This bike is for you.”
Well, that solved that problem.
It appeared she was going to enjoy a little evening ride.
“Thank you,” she offered.
When he walked away, she pulled on the helmet and got on the sleek black bike. It was like the one she had at home, andshe appreciated the amount of work Chris did to help her get through this.
Did she miss them?
Yeah.
She’d cried herself to sleep on the flight, but that didn’t mean she could go back. What she’d said in the letter had been true, and she was on a new case.
The case of the missing Elizabeth.
For the foreseeable future, her job was to help Kate run the FBI remotely, after taking a week or two off for good behavior.
Kickstarting the bike, it purred to life, vibrating between her legs as she pulled on the gloves that had been laying over the gas tank.
Then, she was off.
As she tore out of there, she hit the hills and enjoyed as the darkness was falling on the mountains ahead of her.
Elizabeth loved speed so much, and as she rode like the Devil himself was chasing her, she felt…home.
Calm.
At peace.
Already, she was adjusting to being alone and finding herself.
Up the incline, and through the rocky cliffs she headed, her watch giving her directions. MATE wasn’t on this watch. She was back inDamascusin Gene’s pocket.
No one knew where she was, and that was for the best.
When she rounded the curve, that’s when she saw it up ahead. Looming there, Elizabeth knew she’d found the place.
Yeah, the irony wasn’t lost on her.
Not.
At.
All.
When she said she needed to find the raven, that had been her clue as to where she’d be.
Now, she was surrounded by them.
The gate was open, inviting her in, and she didn’t hesitate to do just that. As she sped up the driveway, lined with trees losing their leaves, and going dead, she knew the feeling.
That emptiness had her by the throat. Why she chose to come here…
She wasn’t sure, but it called to her.
Maybe it was her love of a mystery, or maybe it was because if she was going to be chased by ghosts, they should be ones that haunted her house.
