Free Enigma:What Lies Beneath (Enigma Series Book 1) by Ditter Kellen Page A

that phrase a bit too loosely. I imagine God raises an eyebrow on more than one occasion during each day.”
    “Where are you taking me?”
    “To wash the salt from your skin.” She quickly ran through the mechanics of the knobs in the shower, laid out a washcloth, towel, and soap before turning toward the door.
    She glanced back over her shoulder. “Can you read as well as you speak?”
    “I read and write in many languages.”
    “After you wash your hair with the one that says shampoo, rinse it, and use a little of the conditioner. It will make your hair more manageable.”
    “I’m sure I can manage. Thank you, Abbie.”

Chapter Eleven
     
    Abbie rushed from the bathroom, leaving the door cracked open a bit in case Hauke needed her for anything.
    Truth be told, she could have sat on the edge of the tub and watched him shower for hours.
    He had one of the most incredible bodies she’d ever seen.
    The last seven hours had been a blur of excitement, adrenaline, and near heart attack moments that would last her a lifetime.
    With one last look at the partially closed door, she trailed off to the den and sank down into the cushiony softness of the sofa.
    Her mind immediately drifted to Henry and the two dead men. How could three guards have died last night when only two had been shot? And that had been out of self-defense.
    She jerked up the remote and switched on the television, hoping to see something about the lab shootings. Maybe they would release the names of the deceased.
    A red line appeared across the top of the screen that read Special Report , and a news reporter stood in front of Winchester Industries, speaking to the night watchman, Willie.
    Abbie turned up the volume in time to hear Willie’s recount of the evening’s events.
    “Doctor Sutherland said she was here to drop off a report that her father had asked for, else I would have never let her go up.”
    The reporter glanced at the camera before turning back to Willie with more questions. “Is it true that Miss Sutherland used to work for Winchester Industries?”
    Willie appeared pale and nervous. “Yes, ma’am, she did. But Abbie is a good sort. She wouldn’t have shot those men. That man that was with her has to be responsible, not her.”
    “You mean the one that had been locked in the lab,” the reporter quickly amended.
    “I don’t know. I wasn’t told anything about it. All I know was that Doctor Sutherland came in saying he was not to be disturbed and that there would be some men arriving in a few hours for a pickup. I was told to let them in and not ask any questions.”
    A camera feed of Hauke and Abbie running across the parking lot of Winchester Industries suddenly appeared on the screen. The reporter’s voice spoke loud and clear as the clip played over and over.
    “Three guards were allegedly gunned down in cold blood at Winchester Industries earlier tonight by the suspects you see here. Do not approach them as they are considered armed and dangerous. If you see or know the whereabouts of Doctor Abbigail Sutherland or the individual with her, please notify the Sheriff’s Department immediately.” A number abruptly appeared on the screen. “I repeat, they are armed and considered extremely dangerous.”
    The woman continued speaking, but Abbie was no longer listening. Several emotions poured through her at once. Relief that Henry’s name hadn’t been mentioned in the report, shock that she and Hauke were being blamed for the death of a third person, and fear that she could be next.
    She would never be able to return home, never see her father again or the friends and colleagues she’d come to know at the hospital where she’d worked the past few years. Life as she knew it was no more.
    “Abbie?” Hauke’s pained voice carried out over the sound of the television.
    Pressing mute on the remote, she jumped to her feet and scrambled toward the bathroom.
    “What’s wrong?” Abbie barged in without knocking. She’d seen