Page 20 of Wolfish
“Okay, good. Well then, I’m off to work.”
She slid beside him, her lips brushing his cheek, her arms wrapping around his shoulders. "Thanks for getting us breakfast."
His fingers traced her spine as he pulled her close. "Promise me you're done with midnight detective work, trailing unknown cars in the dark of night.”
“You didn’t catch him, did you? See, if I had continued to follow him, you might have.”
“No, it’s too dangerous. We learned that they’ve already hit two vehicles. We figured it’s a case of road rage. If they had caught you following them, no telling what they would have done.”
“All right. I won’t follow the car if I see it, just report it to you.”
“That’s just what I want you to do.” Every time he saw Selena, he wanted to see more of her. He certainly didn’t want her to get hurt by this business.
He drove off to work, thinking about inviting her over to his place for dinner. She might want a home-cooked meal. She had to eat somewhere because the hotel she was staying at didn’t have a restaurant. He couldn’t offer lunch as he didn’t know what he would be in the middle of at work by then.
As soon as he walked into the sheriff’s office, Peter said, “I hope you told Selena not to follow that black Mazda if she sees it again.”
“I did. I just can’t understand how it could have vanished.”
“He knows the roads as well as we do.”
“That’s what I was figuring. A wolf then?”
“I don’t know. The thought had crossed my mind. As to other news, I got a call from the manager of the Silver Town rental storage units about a break-in. I’ll need you to check that out.”
“Do you know who rents the unit?”
“Selena Rivers. Her household goods are in there, so you’ll need to have her inventory them to see what, if anything, was taken. I hate to report that some things were broken.”
“Just Selena’s storage unit was broken into?”
“It seems odd, as if she were targeted for some reason. Or they could have gotten spooked and left before breaking into any other unit. But hers is in the middle of a row, which makes me think they went after only hers.”
“What about security camera footage?” Daniel asked.
“All knocked out before the perps hit her unit.”
“Hell.”
“Yeah. It’s not the welcome we want newcomers to Silver Town to have.”
“I’ll give Selena a call and get right on it.”
“I figured you would want the case. Good luck.”
Daniel tried calling Selena, but it went to voicemail. He’d wanted to know if she wanted to meet him at the storage unit or for him to pick her up. She was probably so busy, she didn’t hear her phone. He got into his SUV and drove to her shop.
Selena was hanging more sweatshirts on the carousels when the shop door opened. She’d left it unlocked for when Roxie arrived, but the three drunken men who had gone to the Silver Town Tavern the night she had dinner with Daniel sauntered in instead.
“My store isn’t open yet.” The closed sign was lit up. She suspected they had an ulterior motive and had no intention of shopping in her store. Her body chilled with anxiety.
The sandy-haired man picked up a porcelain jack-o’-lantern from a box that had an old-world mottled appearance. She had five of them and really thought they would go well in the shop. Her gun was in a locked drawer behind the counter so she couldn’t reach it. Her phone was in her pocket, but she was afraid to pull it out and escalate a confrontation with the men when they refused to leave.
Then her phone rang, and she fished it out of her pocket. Daniel. Just who she needed to speak to.
“Don’t answer it,” one of the darker-haired men said.
“If I don’t, he’ll assume something is wrong.”
