Chapter Twenty-seven
Greyson sat in stunned silence, watching the first squad
car arrive, followed by a second and then an unmarked sedan. Officers jumped
out, guns drawn and in a tactical position. Without thinking, Greyson called
Neil Harris. He needed to get down here ASAP because something was wrong. A
woman stepped from the unmarked car.
“Hill,” Greyson said as she jumped out of her SUV.
“Detective Hill, what’s happening?”
“Seems some crazy lady is trying to kill someone inside,
so back off, Hollister. This doesn’t concern you, unless you know what’s going
on.”
“Addie.” Greyson sprinted past the officers, who had their
weapons drawn and aimed at the door of the garage.
“Ms. Hollister, stop,” Detective Hill ordered her.
Greyson made it to the garage door and could hear Ad
