CHAPTER SIX
The telltale scratch and clink of a key in the lock broke the moment and Vanessa reluctantly got up from the couch. Cat had obviously made it home. Normally she'd be excited to see her sister in these circumstances, given the fact that she’d just seen a dead body and needed back up, but she felt curiously as if she'd been interrupted in the middle of something important. She looked down at Emma Jane, still sitting on the couch, and smiled. Her cheeks were slightly flushed and the tears had been dried away, but she was breathtaking in her sadness. Something about her called to Vanessa in a way she hadn't felt before and she didn't understand why. She'd have to put that away for now, knowing they had more important matters to deal with. She'd try to figure it out later.
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