Page 7 of Buried Under Ice


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She was almost physically sick.Right then and there.Her hand flew to cover her mouth even as she swallowed frantically.

“Lark?”

He’d been searching her house.Not helping her.Never helping her.“I thought…tonight, I thought we went out…you said you had something to tell me…”

His jaw tightened.

“Something important to say to me…To ask me.”She’d foolishly thought he might be proposing.Howhad she thought that?How?

“I needed to tell you about your brother, but I couldn’t tell youbeforehe was arrested.I had to wait.Thought I’d get the call long before we left the restaurant.”

Another tear trickled down.

“And what I wanted to ask…It is important.Damn important.”He finally let go of her shoulder.“It’s…will you forgive me?”

She could not move.

“Because I know this thing between us started—it started with me working beneath the radar and investigating your brother.But I know you didn’t have anything to do with his crimes.I know it, Lark.I want you to forgive me and we can move forward and…you said you loved me.”

He was throwing that back in her face?Her hand lifted and she realized—

I want to slap him.

No, no, that wasn’t her.Her fingers balled into a fist.

“You love me, so…I know it hurts,” Oliver stated grimly.

He knew nothing about the pain tearing her apart.

“But we can get past this.”A determined nod from him.“We will get past it.”

She shook her head.And turned away from him.She put one foot in front of the other.Her gaze darted over the crowd.Landed on nice Ms.Hazel.A bit of a gossip, but she made incredible cinnamon rolls each Christmas.Her heart was good, and…maybe she’d give Lark a ride to the police station.

Because this was a mistake.Her brother was not a killer.He would not have strangled three women.

Never.

And especially not women…who look like me.

“Lark…”

Oliver’s voice came from behind her.Because he was following her.

“Wecanget past—”

Her steps stumbled to a halt.“You did this.”The chaos.The cops.Her brother being led away in handcuffs.“You found evidence when you were using me.You got close to me because you wanted to nail him for these crimes.”She glanced over her shoulder.

“We can get—”

“Go fuck yourself, Special Agent Foxx.”

Then she walked away from the man who’d just turned her life into a perfect nightmare.

***

Five months later…

“I’m not getting out of here.”

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