Free Jenn Vakey - Rilynne Evans 07 - Revenge with Murder by Jenn Vakey

would tell us who dropped her into the ocean,” she said.  She dropped her head down and rested it on his shoulder.  As she did, she took in the sweet smell of peaches.  Over the last year and a half, it had become an unbelievably calming aroma.  “She was here to oversee renovations to an old bed and breakfast.  Neither her partner nor daughter could think of anyone who would want to do this.  Hopefully Perez won’t have any trouble tracking down her husband.  That’s always a good place to start in a murder case.”
    “Other than how she died, have you seen anything that could help us?” he asked.
    She shook her head before positioning it back against him.  “The flash I had last night during dinner just showed her getting flowers, and my dream last night was about the girls.”
    “The same one?”
    Rilynne nodded.  “With the exception of a few details here or there.  I asked Matthews to inform me if anything new turned up, but he hasn’t said anything.  With no physical evidence, we aren’t likely to get anywhere unless I can see something useful.”
    As much as she hated to admit it, she felt completely hopeless when it came to that case.  Over the last several years, three young girls had been found dumped in the woods, each showing signs of having been held for close to a decade.  Though the case had reached out to Rilynne, which was an uncommon occurrence seeing as she had no connection to it, she hadn’t been able to see anything that would help her find answers.
    Rilynne could feel Ben nodding before he slowly drifting to sleep.  She sat with him for another ten minutes before slowly moving off the bed.  He let out a low moan, but didn’t wake.
    She considered lying down to try to get in a nap herself, but decided against it.  Instead, she took advantage of him sleeping and headed toward the bathroom.  After filling the bathtub up with steaming water, she stripped down and slid into it.  The water heater didn’t last long in the small house, providing just enough hot water for a single bath, but what it did put out was pleasantly hot. 
    As she felt the warmth spread through her, she closed her eyes and let out a deep, relaxing breath.  This wasn’t how she saw their honeymoon going.  It wasn’t entirely surprising, though.  Wilcome was right; trouble seemed to follow her around.
    It was something she realized as a teenager.  It didn’t help that she always managed to put herself in situations that could turn south.  Between her natural curiosity and the bits and pieces her flashes gave her, she often found herself tied up in something or another.  It wasn’t often something sneaked up on her like this, though.  Part of her wished she could let it go and just enjoy their honeymoon.  As she sat there, she actually tried to convince herself that she should.  Despite all of the facts she told herself to support the idea, she just couldn’t get herself to take the final step.  She was already too deep to just stop and walk away.  The only thing she could do was find a way to make it up to Ben.
    She sat there, eyes closed as she considered different things she might do, until she heard Ben from the next room.
    “Where’d you go?” he groaned.
    “I’m in here,” she called back.  “Is it about time for us to go?”
    Ben let out a deep yawn as he stepped into the doorway.  “Yeah, we should probably start getting ready.  Why did you let me fall asleep?”
    Rilynne grinned up at him as he tiredly rubbed his eyes.  “You were out,” she said.  “Besides, now you will be well rested for later.”
    She pulled the plug with her toes and reached out for him to help her up.  After wrapping herself in a towel, she followed him into the bedroom.  “Do you know where I put my pants?” she asked.  He reached under the bed and pulled them out.  “Thank you,” she said, taking them from him and pulling them on.  She grinned up at him as he let out a deep yawn and