Unbreakable Bond & The Missing Twin: Unbreakable Bond / The Missing Twin. Rita Herron
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СКАЧАТЬ look Nina exchanged with Hood made apprehension knot Slade’s belly. He’d insisted Nina be honest with him, but apparently she hadn’t shared everything.

      “After Nina lost the baby, she did things like this. She bought a rag doll like this one, then claimed that someone stuck a knife in its heart and left it on her doorstep.”

      Slade stood ramrod still, forcing himself not to react.

      Hood continued, “She also said that she packed up the baby things and stored them in the attic, but then insisted she came home one night and found them scattered across her bedroom.”

      “I didn’t scatter those baby things around,” Nina argued. “They were packed away in my closet.”

      “That’s not what the psychiatrist reported,” William said, then turned back to Slade. “Nina also swore that someone put a CD of lullabies in her car and that sometimes she’d wake up at night and one would be playing but that she hadn’t started it.”

      Nina started to speak, but Hood was on a roll and sneered down at her. “Oh, and did she tell you about the voices? She swears she hears her little girl singing to her at night. A Mary Poppins song, right, Nina?”

      “Stop it!” Nina turned and ran from the condo, her sob echoing in the air behind her.

      Slade didn’t know what to believe. But he didn’t like Hood and refused to let him bait him, so he gave him a steely look. “If I discover you had anything to do with your child’s disappearance or those things happening to Nina, you’ll pay.” He jabbed a finger at Hood’s chest. “And no amount of money will save you.”

      * * *

      NINA SLAMMED THE SUV door, and leaned her head into her hands. This couldn’t be happening again.

      Yes, she heard the voices. Her daughter singing. But that was real.

      Only everyone had made her doubt herself. And then all those creepy things had started happening…and she’d finally broken down.

      Heat warmed her cheeks, and she suddenly felt nauseated. The sound of the driver’s door opening rent the air, and Slade’s masculine scent filled the close confines. This morning she’d felt as if she might have found an ally. Maybe even a friend.

      But his anger permeated the tension-filled air as he climbed inside, and she found she’d lost that ally now.

      God help her. She had to make him believe her. “Slade—”

      He threw up a hand, silently ordering her not to speak. “I warned you yesterday when I took this case that you had to be honest with me.”

      “But—”

      “Stop, Nina,” Slade said in a harsh voice. “Don’t lie to me now or ever again.” He started the engine. “I’m going to talk to your father, and if I discover that you made up the story about this doll to get attention, we’re finished.”

       CHAPTER SIX

      HURT KNIFED THROUGH NINA, and she folded her arms and stared out the window as Slade drove toward Raleigh.

      Her father would probably verify William’s story, paint her as a sad, demented freak just as William had.

      She should be used to people’s reactions to her breakdown, but she didn’t know if she’d ever totally become immune.

      She had not stabbed the doll and put it on her porch the night before, just as she hadn’t years ago. She also hadn’t strewn baby paraphernalia all over the house or put those CDs in her car and house.

      Not that she remembered anyway…

      No. She wasn’t going to doubt herself again. The doctors and therapists had almost convinced her that she was delusional with grief and stress and the effects of the antidepressants. But she wasn’t taking antidepressants now, and she had recovered from the breakdown.

      Not to mention that the person tormenting her had driven her over the edge.

      And now the taunts were starting all over…

      Because she’d hired a private investigator.

      Couldn’t Slade see that that meant someone didn’t want her learning the truth?

      She opened her mouth to argue, but quickly clamped it shut. Hadn’t she learned from experience that protesting and trying to explain only made things worse? Made her sound more pathetic and desperate?

      She hated to look pathetic in his eyes.

      But how could she explain the voices she heard at night? The little girl’s voice singing to her? The sense that she was singing so Nina would come for her…

      The words to the song, her soft soprano voice, was like an angel’s, the voice mesmerizing her just as the Pied Piper’s flute had enthralled the children.

      The silence became painful during the drive, Slade’s withdrawal hurting more than she could imagine.

      “Tell me about Mitzi,” he finally said quietly.

      Embarrassment heated her cheeks. Mitzi had married William…and made a fool of her.

      She licked her dry lips and sucked up her pride. If she wanted his help, and she did, she had to be honest. Pride be damned.

      “She was Miss Popular in high school and came from a prestigious family. Her father worked abroad so she traveled and studied in prep schools all over the world before they moved back to Raleigh her senior year.”

      “She seemed to be jealous of you,” Slade commented.

      Nina gave a sardonic little laugh. “Jealous? Why would she be jealous of me?”

      “Because you slept with William and had his baby.”

      Nina chewed her bottom lip. “Jealousy isn’t the word I’d use. She hated me.”

      Memories flooded her. “Mitzi was one of the it girls. Plastic, if you know what I mean. She served on every school committee, led the dance squad and was voted prom queen.” She sighed. “All the boys wanted Mitzi.”

      “And Mitzi?”

      “She wanted William.” Nina picked at a piece of lint on her shirt. It was so long ago, it shouldn’t still hurt. But she’d been young and foolish and naive.

      “So you fought over him?”

      Nina laughed. “Not really. In fact, William never showed any interest in me until after Mitzi broke up with him.”

      “She broke up with him?”

      “They had some kind of stupid fight a week before prom, and so he asked me. I realize now he only wanted to get back at her.”

      She felt his eyes boring into her face, but she couldn’t СКАЧАТЬ