16 Taking Eve (35 page)
“You. Zander. What I found out three years ago when I was searching for something, anything to hurt him. It worked out so beautifully for Kevin, for me. I knew it was meant to be.”
She felt a chill mixed with bewilderment and a panicky foreboding as she stared down the hill at him. “All you found out was that I’m a forensic sculptor who could put your son’s face back together.”
“Oh, no. That was a side bonus to my finding you. That wasn’t what I was looking for. It was just a sign that what I found was true.” His voice was soft, vicious. “That I’d found the one perfect weapon to use to cut Zander to the soul and cause him to bleed.”
Why was she standing here talking to him? Why couldn’t she move? Her lead made her safe for only a few moments.
Turn and run.
But that might make him decide to follow her instead of going after the skull. “You’re talking wild. He’d turn his back and walk away.”
“No, he couldn’t do that any more than I could. There’s nothing stronger in the world.”
This time she remembered when he’d said those words. She stiffened, her eyes widening. “What are you trying to say? You’re not making sense.”
“Nothing stronger than the bond between a father and his child,” he repeated. “My heart was broken when that bastard killed my boy. I have to take his child from him and butcher it.” His eyes narrowed on her face, drinking in every expression. “I have to butcher you, Eve.”
Shock. Disbelief. “What do you—”
“That I found what I was looking for when I was searching for some way to pierce Zander’s armor and cause him to suffer for the little time he’ll have left before I kill him.” He smiled, and the malice increased. “I found his daughter.”
She inhaled sharply, as if kicked in the stomach. “If you mean what I think you mean, then you’re truly insane,” she said unsteadily.
“No, Zander is your father. Even if I hadn’t known it, I could tell by how like him you are. You’re both the same species of monster. Full of venom and ugliness.” His glance shifted to look down at the valley. “Or you could never have done that to my Kevin, you bitch.”
Everything she had heard was crazy, incredible.
Lies.
Impossible.
Pay no attention to those words, which were blowing her mind. Why was she still standing here, muscles locked, staring at him like a victim fascinated by a weaving cobra? Break away. Push away those lies. “Then go down that slope and try to find your son.” She forced her muscles to move. “Save him. Try to salvage that broken face. Or go to hell with him.” She started to run again. “I’m not going to listen to your ravings any longer.”
She heard another curse behind her, and when she glanced over her shoulder, she saw that he was no longer standing on the cliff edge.
He was coming after her.
She had lost.
“Did you think that I’d let you fool me into giving you the chance to get away? Kevin will wait for me.” He was putting on speed. “He wants you as much as I do.”
Her heart was pounding hard as she raced up the hill.
Faster.
He’s your father.
Madness.
She had to go faster. Doane was big, with long legs …
But she was smaller, lighter, younger.
She was pulling ahead a little.
No, just holding her own.
Even her mother had no sure idea who had fathered Eve. Doane could not know.
He was getting closer.
It was getting dark, and the trees were casting long shadows on the path. Darkness was good, it would help her slip off the path into the brush and lose Doane. If she could just get a little more ahead of him …
Silence except for the harsh sound of Doane’s breathing behind her.
Her lungs were hurting.
Ignore the pain. Keep running.
Her legs felt weak, rubbery.
Keep running.
“You can’t get away.” Doane’s voice was laboring. “I’m stronger than you. Kevin—makes me strong. He won’t—let you free. Can’t you feel him—beside you?”
She felt a sharp coolness touch her body.
It was the wind, she thought desperately. To believe anything else would be to accept defeat.
She steeled herself and began to run faster. Then, incredibly, with every step, she could feel her strength increase, her muscles burn, and the pain leaving her.
No coolness, gentle warmth enfolding her.
Bonnie?
Light. Strength. Love.
Oh God, yes, Bonnie.
She felt a rush of sheer joy.
“You’re done. It’s over. You’ve lost me!” she shouted fiercely back to Doane. The blood was pounding in her veins. Exhilaration was making her heady. “Can’t you see?” She was gaining distance with each breath, every step. “I
am
free, you bastard!”
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HUNTING EVE
BY IRIS JOHANSEN
ON SALE JULY 16, 2013
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(with Roy Johansen)
What Doesn’t Kill You
Bonnie
Quinn
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Chasing the Night
Shadow Zone
(with Roy Johansen)
Eight Days to Live
Blood Game
Deadlock
Dark Summer
Quicksand
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(with Roy Johansen)
Pandora’s Daughter
Stalemate
An Unexpected Song
Killer Dreams
On the Run
Countdown
Blind Alley
Firestorm
Fatal Tide
Dead Aim
No One to Trust
Body of Lies
Final Target
The Search
The Killing Game
The Face of Deception
And Then You Die
Long After Midnight
The Ugly Duckling
Lion’s Bride
Dark Rider
Midnight Warrior
The Beloved Scoundrel
The Magnificent Rogue
The Tiger Prince
Last Bridge Home
The Golden Barbarian
Reap the Wind
Storm Winds
Wind Dancer
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
IRIS JOHANSEN is the
New York Times
bestselling author of
Sleep No More, What Doesn’t Kill You, Bonnie, Quinn, Eve, Chasing the Night, Eight Days to Live, Blood Game, Deadlock, Dark Summer, Pandora’s Daughter, Quicksand, Killer Dreams, On the Run, Countdown, Firestorm, Fatal Tide, Dead Aim, No One to Trust,
and more. And with her son, Roy Johansen, she has coauthored
Close Your Eyes, Shadow Zone, Storm Cycle,
and
Silent Thunder
. Visit
www.irisjohansen.com
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This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.
TAKING EVE.
Copyright © 2013 by Johansen Publishing LLLP. All rights reserved. For information, address St. Martin’s Press, 175 Fifth Avenue, New York, N.Y. 10010.
Cover design by Rob Grom
Cover photograph © Shuhui Yang
ISBN 978-1-250-01998-1 (hardcover)
ISBN 9781250019974 (e-book)
First Edition: April 2013