could from his hands. He was screwed. There was only one possible way to salvage the mess. He had to make it look like a burglary gone wrong. He pulled a pair of gloves from his pocket and quickly put them on as he darted into the living room and began tossing furniture and small items around the room, hoping that it would look like a burglar had searched for something. He rummaged through drawers, tossing the contents, as well as the empty drawers, onto the floor. Once he was satisfied with the mayhem, he returned to the kitchen, grabbed the bloody knife and rushed out the door to his car. He was scared shitless. If the police caught him, he’d rot in jail. If his other boss caught him, he’d be lucky to get a quick death. Hopefully, with any luck, two deaths in the same family in such a short amount of time would just be considered an incredibly sad coincidence.
CHAPTER NINE
Mrs. Abigail Franklin was seventy-five years old and had lived in Sizzle her entire life. She had inherited the house across the street from the Michaels from her parents. The Michaels had always been good to her so she made sure to do what she could for them. That mainly consisted of watching over their house when they were out for the day or out of town. It was the least she could do, after all. Ever since Mr. Michaels had been murdered, she kept an even closer eye on the goings-on in the neighborhood.
She was keeping watch when Detective McAllen dropped by. He wasn’t aware of her, but she was sure aware of him. When she saw the car pull into the drive, she became concerned, but then she noticed the flash of gold clipped to his belt when he got out of the car. He was with the police. Breathing a sigh of relief, she headed for the kitchen for a fresh cup of tea. With the police around, Liz would be alright. That thought went away when she heard a man shouting and a woman screaming. Abigail shuffled to the front window and sure enough, she heard glass breaking and loud crashes coming from across the street. Before she could make her way to the phone across the room, she saw McAllen hastily make his way across the lawn with a package under his arm.
“Now what’s that crazy man up to?” she said to no one.
After McAllen sped away, Abigail called the Michaels residence but no one answered. She knew Liz was home. Worried and fearing for her safety, she grabbed her phone but before she could press the three numbers and make the call, she saw Kyra arrive at the house, with another man on a motorcycle – she believed he was a former cop – pulling into the drive right behind her. Without another thought to what she had heard she placed the phone back on the receiver and returned to her hot cup of tea. Everything would be okay now.
CHAPTER TEN
Dylan followed Kyra back to her parents’ house. He couldn’t get her out of his mind. She was consuming his thoughts, which wasn’t a bad thing as far as he was concerned. He just needed to find a way to approach her. The timing couldn’t be worse, though, considering what had happened to her dad. He was willing to wait, but he had already waited for so long. He had no idea how long she’d be stay in Sizzle, and he didn’t want to let the opportunity slip through his fingers again.
Asking Kyra out on a date shouldn’t be so darn hard. He wanted to get to know her again; not the girl from Sizzle, but the woman she had become. He wanted to know what she had been up to the last five years. Why she had left so suddenly. He just wanted to know her. He was struggling to keep his relationship with her professional at this point, but every time he saw her, he couldn’t help but take in the swell of her gorgeous breasts, the firm round ass, and taut legs. She’d changed so much. There were only tiny glimpses of the shy girl he once knew. Now she was strong and beautiful, sure of herself in a way that was sexy as hell, but asking her out would have to wait. As he climbed off his bike, he
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