Chapter 143
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My mind raced at the implications of that but before I could question him we were rounding
up a driveway that opened up to a clearing with a majestic modern cabin taking up its center.
My jaw dropped as I eyed the house. What the actual fuck was going on. Carter opened my
door and I slid out leaving my bag behind in the truck. His fingers twitched and he grabbed
my arm facing me, his body blocked my view of the house.
“I should have explained it all sooner, but we have run out of time.” The strain on his face as
he admitted those words was evident his eyes swirled with emotions.
“Explain what?” I asked desperate to know what was going on, what caused this storm
brewing inside him.
“I wish I had the time to tell you everything, but we don’t have that luxury, and we are already running late,” I went to reach for him but he stepped aside his hand falling from my forearm, the storm in his eyes replaced by an unmovable hardened mask as he faced the
house.
“Let’s get this over with,” was all he said and moved forward and there was nothing else I could do but follow as he strode up the porch steps. He rang the doorbell as I reached his side. What in the actual fuck was going on. An older woman answered with her dull brown hair with traces of grey tied up in a tight bun and wearing a crisp grey maid uniform with a white collar
and white folds around the sleeves.
“Sheriff Carter,” she greeted.
“Olivia,” he said curtly, giving her a nod.
She glanced at me but said nothing.
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“Master Clyde is waiting in the den,” she let Carter know before she turned and walked away.
The massive open plan of the living area was breathtaking however seemed devoid of the feel
of ever being lived in. I followed Carter down a hall off the living space before we came to a
door and he knocked.
“Come in,” a voice rumbled from the other side. Carter turned the knob and pushed the door
open and stepped inside. I followed him in, determined to know what all this shit was about.
Carter stepped to the side as I entered, letting me in and shut the door behind me as I came
face to face with the creepy guy from the fair. My eyes widened as Carter walked in and walked
to stand next to the desk with his hands behind his back. His face was unreadable as the man
grinned at me as his eyes flickered with amusement.
“I see you brought our guest, Miss Anderson, have a seat,” He motioned to a few plush chairs.
I crossed my arms under my breasts and narrowed my eyes at him not breaking his stare
zeroed in on me.
“I’d rather stand, what’s this all about anyway?” I said as that bloom in my chest stretched
throughout my body itching under my skin.
He chuckled.
“She’s feisty, I see what you mean,” his eyes stayed on me, as I glared at him. What had Carter
told him about me?
“And defiant I see. It’s not everyday a female is so….interesting.” Clyde said with a smirk that
promised his words. “As for what this is all about? This is about you Briar…or is it Adelaide?”
My eyes widened and I suppressed a noise of anger that pooled in my throat. I couldn’t help
but tear my eyes from Clyde to Carter glaring accusations. Apparently this jackass knew a lot
about me, from somewhere. Carter didn’t meet my eyes, instead he met Clyde’s glance at him
briefly before staring ahead. It was like he knew exactly what was happening and didn’t give


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