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|Just Before Dawn chapter 4 (standard:mystery, 5159 words)|
|Author: Sarah Spenser||Added: Mar 07 2005||Views/Reads: 2026/1262||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|This chapter picks up with the birdnapping of Allison's cockatoo Scarlet!. Read on and see the interesting twist that happens!|
4. Nights of Passion Allison was inconsolable, when Connor arrived, she was sitting in the middle of the floor rocking back and forth. He surveyed the damage to her apartment, and whatever it was the thief was looking for, he hadn't found it. Connor could tell just by the way the drawers had been pulled apart. This was the work of an angry man. Or at least he thought so, he heard Allison's sobs and snapped back into regular mode. His cop mode had a tendency to overtake him in these sorts of situations. He went over and sat next to her. He put his arm around her and whispered to her soothingly. “Allie, it's going to be fine, sweetness. We'll find Scarlet.” “I ... I hope so! I love him, Connor!. He helped me get through Mom's death!. Who would do such a thing? “ the question was retorical and he decided not to answer. They both knew it was probably Renson, but he would have the forensics team confirm that. She continued to sob as Connor held her and stroked her hair. “Allie, sweetness, it's going to be all right. I promise you.” He said kissing her lightly on the lips. Connor could see the fear in her eyes and wished he could be more of a comfort to her. “Where do you think I should start looking? Sitting here isn't going to do any good. I have to get out there and search.” “Well, why don't you start at the nearest animal shelter.” “Good idea. I think I have some pictures of Scarlet in my wallet. I'll go over to Photomat and have them print some fliers.” “Do you want me to come with you?” Connor asked not wanting to pry. She nodded and headed for the bedroom. Mark knew he shouldn't have grabbed that bird. He was turning out to be a real pain. He had already gotten bitten three times, and the damn animal was squawking incessantly. It was almost like he knew that Mark was truly evil. He wouldn't stay in the carrier that Mark had purchased only a day earlier. In desperation, he let him fly around his house. This disturbed Marmalade, who tried to snatch him at every opportunity. In order to put an end to their ongoing feud, Mark locked Marmalade in his bedroom and watched Scarlet. He flipped on the TV and watched some dull afternoon talk shows. Nothing was ever interesting, except trying to murder Allison Shure. Now that held his attention, capturing Scarlet was the first step in his plan to bring her down. He tried to picture her, what would she be doing? Posting flyers? Sobbing hysterically? He wondered, he had never seen her cry, and tried to picture it in his mind. But as he saw her face, her luminous smile, he knew that he was secretly in love with her. This would make his plan much harder. Allison visited every shelter within a five mile radius. She distributed flyers, giving Scarlet's description to everyone that would listen. She had even asked Connor to put an APB out on him. He had laughed at her suggestion, but had asked a few of his buddies to keep a look out. She spent the rest of the evening canvassing the neighborhood, and giving more flyers out. She was heartsick and no matter what Connor did, it didn't seem to help. Lynn and Jack had phoned in an attempt to comfort her, but they all knew what Scarlet meant to her. He had helped her through the most trying period in her life, and she would never be able to repay him for that. She always said that Scarlet was her first child, and that she loved him with all her heart. Connor wanted to stay with Allie that night, he proposed the idea as he sat at the kitchen table. He was watching her, she was bent over the stove, stirring tomato soup. Her hair cascaded down to her shoulders, and her figure was more radiant in the moonlight. But he felt her sadness, he was still struck by how much they were linked. It was like all the missing pieces of the puzzle were complete whenever they were together. “I think I should stay with you tonight. Is that okay, sweetheart?” “It doesn't matter. Whatever.” She said sullenly as she poured the soup into bowls. “Renson might come back, and next time he might kill you.” “He took Scarlet! It doesn't get any worse!. He's my baby! He loves me unconditionally, and now Mark broke into my apartment and took him.” “I know, sweetness. It must be aweful, but I don't want you getting hurt.” She turned to face him, and Connor could see tears glistening in her eyes. “He's already hurt me, Connor. He took one of the things I value most. He took Scarlet, my precious bird!” she dissolved into tears as she sat beside him. He spent the rest of the night holding her and soothing her tears. All she could do was stare at Scarlet's cage, her eyes fixed on the flecks of blood, and she prayed that he wasn't injured. Connor sat next to her on the sofa just holding her hand. He took her in his arms and Click here to read the rest of this story (363 more lines)
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