CHAPTER SEVENTY ONE

GRACIE 

"What about the dead cop? Do you have the information I wanted about him? "

His words sent my heart hammering hard in a wave of shock,  I didn't realize when I took a shaky step backwards,  by doing so my back crashed against the door. 

He turned around swiftly , I was met with his icy cold  expression which vanished as soon as he saw me .

He approached me slowly,  his shackling me to my spot. 

"What are you doing here? " he spoke quietly. Was that anxiety I heard in his voice? 

I tried to but unable to control the wave of doubt...