Suspicion
Loganton, North Carolina
"It looks even more ominous out there than it did fifteen minutes ago."
Pharmacist Stephanie Scott shuddered as she stared out the front window of her general store/pharmacy again. September could bring nasty weather into her mountainous corner of the Carolinas, and that purply black sky in the early evening meant nothing good.
She turned to Jimmy Miller, her stock clerk. "You can go ahead and leave. It's ready to storm."
The sixteen-year-old's freckled face brightened with a grin. "Cool, huh?"
"Only if I'm indoors—which is where you better get going unless you want to become a lightning rod."
With a wave, Jimmy ran off, and Steph resumed her nightly routine. She tallied up the prescriptions she'd filled, crosschecked her computer list against her handwritten log and relaxed when everything matched up. She then locked her controlled-substances cabinet, brought down the metal grate over the counter, twisted the combination knob, left the pharmacy part of the store and then secured that door as well.
With her purse over her right shoulder and the night-deposit sack under her elbow, she latched the front of the store, set the alarm a ... read full excerpt from: Suspicion ebook
