When he spotted her, he stopped dead in his tracks. He tipped his head back, eyes closed as if searching for patience from a higher power. Yeah, she knew exactly how that felt. It had been seven years since she’d spoken to the jackass Reed Sinclair and seven hundred more could have gone by and without so much as a thought to him.
He walked around the vehicle and came to a stop in front of her. “Lily Bloom.”
“Reed Sinclair.” The man looked better now than he had back then. His thick, dark-brown hair still had those sexy waves flowing through, and his piercing grey eyes still seemed to see down to her deepest darkest secrets. In spite of the fact she had too much to hide, too many secrets he could never understand or accept, she refused look way. She wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. The jerk.
The other detective looked to Reed. “You know her?”
Lily snorted and Reed sent her a glare. “Not since high school.”
She hitched her chin a notch higher. “And not even really then either.” That earned her another glare. Like she cared.
She held out her hand for Reed’s partner. “Lily Bloom.”
The detective shook his head. “Lily Bloom?”
Lily sighed. “Yeah. Go ahead, laugh it up. Everyone else does.”
He just smiled charmingly, then shook her hand. “Detective Ian McKinnon.” Detective Ian was a hottie. His blonde hair was cut military short and his sexy, inviting brown eyes looked her over.
At her sultry “Nice to meet you, Detective,” Ian flashed a smile of straight white teeth.
Reed’s nostrils flared and he bit out a very testy, “Where is the digit?”
Yeah, skipping the pleasantries and getting right down to business was the best course of action, but interrupting her shaking hunky Ian’s hand was unforgivable. But who could blame him? Reed probably wanted to get as far away from her as she wanted to get from him.
She pointed to the mailbox.
Reed looked inside as he slipped some latex gloves onto his hands.
“Not really. It’s just a finger.”
Reed raised his brows as his gaze met hers. “It’s a severed finger.”
Too true. She shrugged.
“This ever happen to you before?”
“Nope,” she lied. Again. If she kept on lying like this, for sure she was going to hell.