Page 48 of Beyond the Blue Horizon
But he didn’t need to know that.
His laughter softened, and the infuriating man shook his head as if he found me entertaining.
The road curved around, and Moonlit Ridge came into view.
The main street was pretty packed since it was Saturday morning. People were bundled up and were bustling about, ducking into the trendy restaurants and cute boutiques that lined the street.
Holiday lights were strung from the eaves of the storefronts, and the streetlamps that lined the road had lit wreaths hanging from each side.
My stomach tightened.
Christmas was only a few weeks away.
Our situation never felt more blatant than when the holidays came around. The glare of what we were missing.
The traditions I would never be able to make for my son.
Nelly’s words whispered through my mind.“We’re going to have to make a change, sweet child. You know you can’t keep doing this forever. Something has to give.”
But how?
Laying down roots felt impossible. Tendrils that would only dig deep.
Cage us and make us nothing but targets.
I knew firsthand since tragedy had struck when we’d attempted it last time.
Instead of allowing myself to spiral, I gazed out the window at the cozy town.
We passed by a few bars and restaurants, a tattoo shop, and an upscale hotel on the corner.
Theo made another left and drove down three blocks before he took a right onto a street that was a bit more industrial.
The road was flanked by rows of metal buildings that housed different contractors and suppliers.
We were about halfway down it when Theo slowed and made a right through a large open gate into an autobody shop.
It was a big yard surrounded by a chain-link fence.
Littered around the yard were a bunch of cars and trucks and an old bus that sat in varying states of disrepair.
An enormous metal building took up the entire back side, and a huge metal sign hung from it.
Torque & Talon Autobody Shop.
What looked to be offices were on the right side and five large bays were situated on the left.
Each sat wide open.
All of them were full, two cars up on hydraulic lifts and the others on the ground.
My Passat was sitting in the farthest left bay.
Anxiety fired through my nerves when I saw four motorcycles parked off to the side of the main building. Immediately, my thoughts drifted to the three that were sitting in Theo’s garage.
There was something about them that made me sure they weren’t just for joyrides.
Something about Theo that promised his sins went dark and deep.
