Bound to Him: A Spirit's Dark Return

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g regret, not for my death, but for the last conversation I' d had with my par

ed punishment for letting the case go cold. He was running on

oice tight with exhaustion. "I' m in

his voice thick with fear. "She' s not answering our calls. She misse

wants attention," Arthur snapped, his patience gone. "She' s a grown woman

' re worried sick. Please, you' re a detective. Can

not abuse my position to track down my ex-girlfriend who is likely staying at a friend' s house to spite

up the

wanted to tell him to call my father back, to tell him I was sorry, tha

his attention. My spectral form passed right through him. He shivered,

out in plastic bags. He picked up the bag containing my locket, the one he had g

ed within me. He had to

Kadin asked, walk

over in his gloved hand.

er chimed in from across the room. "You

. He tossed the bag back onto the table, dismis

. He hadn' t picked it out. I remembered now. He' d been too busy with a "work emergency" for Genesis. He'

nother empty gesture, a box ticked on his list of obligations. All this time, I had mistaken co

et someone else find my killer. I didn' t care about justice anymore.

rought a flood of calls, but every DNA test

nd through his hair in frustration. "The killer c

on the bomb. There can' t be that many people in th

hey compiled a short list of known explosiv

sives. Released three months ago. And," he added, looking at Arthur, "you were the architect whose

last known address, only to be told he' d

ot back in the car. "He' s out.

Kadin said. "Let' s go