Page 53 of Callum
Kasey swiped lipstick across her thick lips. “Do yourself a favor, Fiona. Don’t get too attached. You’ll just get hurt.”
Her breath hitched. She turned to leave, but before stepping out, turned. No way was she just going to leave, letting the woman get the last word. “In the name of doing favors, maybe you could do yourself one and stop following Callum around like a lost puppy dog. It’s a bit pathetic.”
Even though her words had some bite in them, and she’d loved leaving an open-mouthed Kasey, she couldn’t quite meet Callum’s gaze when she sat. He’d had breakfast with Kasey yesterday instead of her. Then why take her out tonight?
She felt his eyes on her before he spoke. “Everything okay?”
“Yes.” Shit. Her answer came too quickly and was too curt. She met his gaze for a fleeting second before pushing her seat back. “Should we go?”
“Fiona—”
Whatever he’d been about to say was cut off by the beep of her phone. She pulled it out and gasped, face paling.
“What?” Callum asked.
“It’s the new alarm on my house.” She clicked a few keys on her phone to bring up the camera. “Oh my God. Someone just used akeyto enter my home!”
* * *
Callum foughtfor calm as he pressed his foot to the gas. It was damn hard. Someone had been in Fiona’s house. Someone had afucking keyto her house. That meant the other night, there could have been someone in her house while she’d been alone. Unprotected.
Fuck.
He parked in the drive to find the police already out front. He climbed out of the car, moving straight over to Fiona’s side. Neither of them had spoken a word the entire drive, Callum too damn angry and Fiona too worried.
Two officers stood on the lawn outside the house, talking.
“Fiona Lock?” one of them asked.
“That’s me,” she said quietly. Callum wrapped an arm around her waist.
“I’m Officer Hage, and this is Officer Pellet. We got here five minutes ago. The door was unlocked and open, but no one was inside.”
She nodded. They both knew that already, because they’d watched the security footage on the way here. The second the alarm went off, the prick had run.
“They drop anything on the lawn on their way out?” Callum asked.
Hage shook his head. “Didn’t find anything, although we’d like to watch that security footage.”
Callum led them inside. Over the next few minutes, the officers watched the footage and wrote down some notes. “Who has a key to your home, Miss Lock?”
“No one,” she said quickly, before shaking her head. “Well, no one that I know of except me and my cousin Stacey. But she lives in Twin Falls.”
The officer nodded. “How long have you been living here?”
“Eight months.”
“Did you change the locks when you moved in?”
She shook her head.
“We’ll look into the previous owners. Anyone you can think of who would want access to your home?”
“No,” she said quickly. “Although…”
She took a breath before telling them about the texts she’d been receiving.
“Okay, I’d recommend you get your locks changed as soon as possible,” Officer Hage said, closing his book.
