Three Missing Days by Colleen Coble (The Pelican Harbor Series Book 3) EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Colleen Coble
- Genre: Contemporary Christian Romance, Christian Mystery & Suspense, Christian Suspense
- Publish Date: 6 April 2021
- Size: 6 MB
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“I know what you did.”
The muffled voice on her phone raised the hair on the back of Gail
Briscoe’s head, and she swiped the perspiration from her forehead with the
back of her hand. “Look, I’ve reported these calls. Don’t call me again.”
She ended the call with a hard finger punch on the screen and stepped onto
her front porch.
The late-May Alabama air wrapped her in a blanket of heat
and humidity, and she couldn’t wait to wash it off. She should have left the
light on before she went for her predawn run. The darkness pressing against
her isolated home sent a shudder down her back, and she fumbled her way
inside. Welcome light flooded the entry, and she locked the door and the dead
bolt with a decisive click that lifted her confidence.
She stared at the number on the now-silent phone. The drugstore again.
Though there weren’t many pay phones around anymore, the old soda shop
and drugstore still boasted a heavy black phone installed back in the sixties.
The caller always used it, and so far, no one had seen who was making the
calls. The pay phone was located off an alley behind the store by a Dumpster
so it was out of sight.
The guy’s accusation was getting old. Counting today, this made seven
calls with the same message. Could he possibly know about the
investigation? She rejected the thought before it had a chance to grow. It
wasn’t public knowledge, and it would be over soon. She clenched her hands
and chewed on her bottom lip. She had to be vindicated.
But who could it be, and what did he want?
Leaving a trail of sweaty yoga shorts and a tee behind her, she marched to
the bathroom and turned the spray to lukewarm before she stepped into the
shower. The temperature shocked her overheated skin in a pleasant way, and
within moments she was cooled down. She increased the temperature a bit
and let the water sluice over her hair.
As she washed, she watched several long strands of brown hair swirl down
the drain as she considered the caller’s accusation. The police had promised
to put a wiretap on her phone, but so far the guy hadn’t stayed on the phone
long enough for a trace to work. And it was Gail’s own fault. She should
have talked with him more to string out the time.
She dried off and wrapped her hair in a turban, then pulled on capris and a
top. Her phone vibrated again. She snatched it up and glanced at the screen.
“I got another call, Detective. Same phone at the drugstore. Could you set
up a camera there?”
“I hope I’m not calling too early, and I don’t think that’s necessary. The
owner just told me that old pay phone is being removed later today. Maybe
that will deter the guy. It’s the only pay phone in town. He’ll have to use
something else if he calls again.”
“He could get a burner phone.”
“He might,” the detective admitted. “What did he say?”
“The same thing—‘I know what you did.’”
“Do you have any idea what it means?”
Gail flicked her gaze away to look out the window, where the first colors
of the sunrise limned the trees. “Not a clue.”
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