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She hurried toward him, vaguely aware that something about him seemed different.
She was puffing by the time she reached him, little poofs of her breath visible in the cold air. “What are you doing?” she asked him.
“Waiting for you.”
“Like you knew I’d be here,” she said dryly.
He smiled as they walked to the side of the road together. He wore a dark blue Gore-Tex jacket, and his hair was covered by a hood. But she could see his blue eyes. Crystalline. Almost silvery. She realized that it was a week’s growth of beard that darkened his jaw that made him seem different. Older. More sexy in some way that reached right down to Ravinia’s toes.
“I have something for you,” he said.
“Yeah? What?”
He slid the pack from his back. She had a sense it was all he owned, that he was a vagabond of sorts. Well, so would she be by the end of the day.
To her confusion and disappointment, it was a sheaf of papers, rolled up and rubber banded together. “Take these to your aunt.”
Ravinia shot him a startled glance. She’d never told him her name, and he’d never told her his. They’d just run into each other a few times, and though she thought she could follow him anywhere, she knew next to nothing about him. “How do you know who my aunt is?”
“The middle-aged woman who wears long dresses and puts her hair in a bun and runs the cult
in that lodge where you live? Catherine Rutledge. She’s more well known than the mayor in Deception Bay.”
“What is this?” Ravinia asked, looking down at the papers.
“Something she’s been looking for.”
“It’s you,” she said, realization dawning. She looked toward the outlines of the island far out in the water. “You were on Echo. You set the fire. Why?”
“Sometimes you have to burn things,” was his unsatisfying answer.
“Who are you? What do you want?”
“I’m a friend, Ravinia. Take Catherine the papers. She’ll know.”
“Can I read them?”
“If I said no, would it do any good?”
“Probably not,” she admitted.
He smiled again, his teeth very white. “Just make sure Catherine gets them.”
“Where are you going?” she asked when he turned away as if their meeting was over.
“I’ve got some things to do, but I’ll be around.”
“Will I see you again?” she blurted out as he headed in the opposite direction from Deception Bay.
“You never know,” he called over his shoulder. “Maybe it’s our destiny.”
She watched him for a long time, torn between wanting to chase after him and the equally strong desire to go into town and prepare for her own adventure. She looked down at the sheaf of papers, then shoved them inside her coat. Maybe she would wait and read them after she’d shown them to Aunt Catherine.
It had taken Charlie all night to come up with a foolproof plan, but by the time he did, he was grinning to himself. He knew how to get to the luscious detective, Savannah Dunbar. He knew what to do. And now the plan was in place, and he just had to wait.
Thinking of her made him horny. Her lovely milk-engorged breasts. Her cool, efficient demeanor. Her belief that he was the hunted and she was the hunter. Ha!
He closed his eyes, dreamed of sliding himself all over her. There were others to take care of, too, but he wanted her first. Now. Today. In his mind’s eye he saw himself riding her hard, and his cock jumped to life so fast, he could almost hear the cartoon boing sound.
