Chapter 33: Not His Case

Zach bit his tongue. He wasn’t helping Grace this way. Besides it wasn’t his case despite the fact that he was taking it personally. “Pack a bag. We’re going to my place.”

She blinked at him as if not understanding. “I have a bed here.”

He jammed a hand through his hear, yanking out a lock from the band that held it back. “And you aren’t safe, here. The cops have a guy posted on the street, but he may not be able to stay here all night.”

He stood signaling that the conversation was done. At least in his mind. Opening a closet door, he discovered an empty backpack. He dropped it onto the bed next to her.

“I don’t like running.”

“Oh? I think now might be the best time to run.”

Grasping her hand, he pulled her to her feet. She gasped and tugged at her hand. “Why would the killer come back?”

“He knows he didn’t get you.”

“If he knew I wasn’t there he wouldn’t have shot at the bed.”

Good point, but he wasn’t leaving her here. “Maybe in the dark, the covers looked like a person.”