Excerpt from Chapter
15 of the fan novel now available on Wattpad:
Duncan
flinched as he felt an Immortal's presence come into his range. It would be irony, he knew, if Immerman came
after him instead of trying to confront Darcy first. He found himself hoping
the other Immortal had finally lost his chill sense of control and come to
finish their battle now.
"In
here," Darcy said. She stepped
through the door with Detective McGee in tow.
She put herself between him and Duncan for a moment, widened her eyes a
little, and pressed her hand against her throat briefly.
What
was she trying to tell him?
"Have
to talk with you, MacLeod," McGee grated.
He hunched his shoulders, jamming his fists into his pockets. The corners were already tearing -- a bad
sign of the detective's emotional state.
Duncan
shrugged and put down the hammer. The
other workers watched him leave, then looked around at each other. The room under renovation was quiet, not even
hammers banging or saws rasping, as Duncan followed Darcy and McGee down the
hallways to the center's office.
"We
got an anonymous call last night," McGee said, the moment the door's latch
clicked shut. "Somebody really has
it in for you, MacLeod. This guy claimed
you cut off Doc Porter's head and dumped the body out at the old glass works
along the river."
"From
the tone of your voice, you don't believe him?" Duncan asked after a
moment. He tried to keep his own voice
neutral.
Darcy
flinched as he spoke. He stepped over
and slid an arm around her shoulders.
She wasn't half as tense as he expected, but her lower lip trembled a
little.
"They
found Dad's body this morning," Darcy said. She looked down at her hands.
"Somebody's
out to get you, MacLeod. I don't like it
that they're killing people just to get at you," McGee said.
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