"Where is she?" Luke Dolo, Patience’s father, pounded a fist on the table.
His face had contorted into an ugly mask. His smooth, dark skin had a reddish tinge
to it, either from alcohol, anger or both.
For the first time ever, Kari thought about alerting security. She weighed her options.
“Mr. Dolo, please calm down. As I said before, you need to speak to the police.”
She slid Detective Nicolet’s card over to him.
He stared at it, eyes dull.
“Just tell me what happened to her?” The veins in his neck bulged and pulsed.
She didn’t respond. She couldn’t respond. It wasn’t her place to tell him his daughter
was dead.
He leaped across the table, hands closing around Kari’s throat like a vise. She struggled
against his strength and they tumbled to the ground. He landed on top of her. The weight of
his body coupled with the fall knocked the breath out of her, but she continued to struggle.
She scratched and clawed at him to get free. His fetid breath nauseated her as she fought to
take a gulp of air. Soon dots danced in front of her eyes and she felt dizzy.
Detective Cobb had Luke on his stomach with his knee pressed into his back as he handcuffed
him. “Looks like I showed up just in time.”
To purchase the book at Amazon
Twitter: @HarlowCoban
Blog: http://www.harlowcoban.com/?page_id=53
I received the content of this blog post from CBLS Promotions
I received the content of this blog post from CBLS Promotions
No comments:
Post a Comment