Sterling-A Montana Dayton Novel Chapt.3


ec556-moonthumbJamie was mad enough she could spit and she would if it wasn’t so unladylike. She paced back and forth through her store while waiting for the independent contractor to show. Max Grey, she’d gotten his number from the Doc, who said he’d be able to hunt down anything, and he was trustworthy.

She’d decide on the trust part when he got here. She glanced at the clock again, still to early for his arrival.

She’d decided to stay closed today due to the break in last night, even though only one thing had been stolen and there weren’t any clues to who stole it. How the burglar got in she had no idea. She always kept a protection spell around her store, and it always worked, until last night.

How the hell did the burglar know the pendant was kept in the safe behind the wall?

The safe had a security code, along with an extra protection spell. She was the only person who knew where the safe was hidden, the security code, and how to disable the spell; at least she used to be. She thought for a minute, unconsciously rubbing the tattoo on the back of her neck.

No, no way Sterling escaped his imprisonment, her tattoo would be warm to hot if he had. That meant someone else took it.

She still couldn’t believe anyone else would know what the pendant was for or how to use it. The only people that carried that secret were her and her family, and her family passed away to a better place long ago. No one else had an inkling the pendant even existed.

“Finally,” Jamie mumbled under her breath, moving to unlock and open the door for Max.

The Doc described him perfectly, except his black hair was a little longer than she pictured it and pulled back; his eyes seemed more of a silver gray than the steel gray described to her.

Jamie checked Max out as he walked through the door; she couldn’t help noticing he was extremely well built, and taken. She closed and locked the door behind him. Too bad, she thought. She wouldn’t have minded dating him, but he had this “I’ve got a woman” vibe surrounding him.

She shook her head. What was she thinking, she didn’t have time for that nonsense, at least not as long as the pendant was missing.

“Max.” She said, showing him through a back door off the shop into the kitchen.

Jamie had bought her two story house hoping to fill it with a man and babies, but soon realized there were more important things to do with her life, so she had the huge living room converted into a Wiccan Store.

She filled the store with herbs and potions, perfumes and Wicca jewelry, gypsy skirts and magical tunics, tarot cards and lace up sandals, candles, incense and books, along with crystals, and other items. Her shop did very well. But now her biological clock was ticking.

The kitchen sat in the back of the shop and she lived upstairs. The house fit her perfect, and she’d still be able to have a family, if she ever found a guy.

Max sat down at the kitchen table, watching her pour a cup of coffee for him.

Jamie Raven stood at about 5’6,” curvaceous, with long jet black hair and jade green eyes. She moved with purpose and held a dark secret. That was all the information he could get from reading her.

Normally he’d get a better idea of what a person was like at their first meeting, but not with her, she kept everything closed up tight inside her.

“Thank you.” Max said as she set the coffee down in front of him and sat down across from him.

She blatantly stared him in the eyes for five minutes before speaking, “I can trust you.”

“Yes, you can.” He replied, happy she broke the eye contact. He’d been felling a bit invaded from her stare.

“Come with me.” Jamie said, standing up.

Max followed her up the stairs, past a bathroom and an office, into her bedroom. They entered her walk in closet where she pushed her clothes aside, mumbled something under her breath, and then slid open a hidden door.

“Take my hand.” She pulled him through the door. “It’s dark up here, but it will get lighter soon.”

She confidently wound her way through the walls of her house until they stepped into a low lighted room. Letting go of Max’s hand she moved to the safe that still stood wide open.

“It was in here.” She said pointing.

Max stepped closer to the safe, examining it without touching anything. The safe was superior, very few people would have the knowledge to break into it.

“Tell me exactly what was in the safe.”

“I’ll show you.” She turned her back to him, lifting her hair. On the base of her neck was a tattoo of the pendant. The sun portrayed a ruby circle with a pentagram in it, and the suns flames portrayed the diamonds, which were colored in white with a black outline surrounding them.

“The sun is an actual ruby, the flames are real diamonds. I’m the only one that can see the pentagram inside the ruby.” Besides Sterling, she thought.

Max examined the tattoo for a moment. “Do you have a picture of the pendant?”

“No, it’s not allowed. It’s on a gold chain that’s unbreakable, if that helps.”

“It does.” Max said, walking around the small space. “Where are we?”

“Right behind my shop.”

“Is there any other way in here?”

“No. I can’t imagine how anyone could have gotten past me and down here.” Jamie grumbled in frustration.

“I need a flashlight. I would like to check the walls between your bedroom and this room.”

“I’ll go get you one, but you’re not going to find anything.” She headed back upstairs.

Max didn’t think he would find anything either but proceeded to go over the walls in the little room anyway, looking for any kind of secret passage or loose boards. He already knew no one could get in behind the safe. He also knew he wasn’t going to get anymore information from Jamie about the pendant. Maybe in time she would open up to him, but as of now he had to find it himself, and he had nothing to go on.

Before Max left Jamie he checked her windows, doors, locks, and the area around her property.

Most of her property was covered in grass with the exception to the flowers, vines, and rose bushes surrounding the walls of her house. There were no tracks to follow, and none of her flowers had been crushed. This was definitely going to be a challenge, he thought frowning.

He turned around to look at Jamie. She’d been following him the whole time.

“I’ll be in touch.”

“I knew you wouldn’t find anything. Absolutely no-one should be able to get on my property without me knowing about it. I can’t believe this happened!” She almost screamed.

Max watched her expressions carefully. There was definitely something very important about this necklace, and he didn’t think it was just because it was a family heirloom.

“Give me a few days. I’ll find it for you.”

“I’ll give you a week.” Jamie said marching into her store and slamming the door.

Max climbed into his truck, smiling as he drove towards the condo.

The first thing he needed to do was a background check on Jamie Raven. He’d only found out about this job this morning and hadn’t had a chance to gather any information on her.

His grin widened; now he had a damn good excuse to stay in town close to Montana. He shook his head, hopefully Montana wouldn’t take off and make him track her down again.

Author: lynnthompsonbooks

Lynn Thompson’s home is in the Land of Enchantment, and, yes, the land is enchanting. The skies are blue, the stars are bright., and there are beautiful panoramic landscapes surrounding her hometown. Lynn wades through the craziness of life to follow her true passion, writing fiction. You can find her, or not, trekking through the mountains, searching for fairies and vortexes, keeping her eye out for anything paranormal, or sitting in the hot springs in her spare time. Lynn doesn’t have a specific genre she writes in. Characters have a way of leading her stories. She follows. Lynn is also a sponge when it comes to knowledge. She’s always on the move to continue her education in writing, marketing, social media, digital media, and hopes to find the extra time to add some criminal investigation classes to her repertoire. Lynn has three novels out: Blake, Sterling, and Tarnished Gold. Blake is the beginning of Montana’s story. Her need for seclusion, at least, for one winter. She does not get what she wants. There is someone or something in the mountains stalking her, people keep showing up on her doorstep, and she meets Max. Max knows what is hunting Montana, but won’t tell her. Montana’s lack of trust in Max drives her to fix her own problems. If she had known what she’d be confronting that night, she never would have sedated Max. Sterling is the second novel in the Montana Dayton series. Montana moves to Florida hoping to escape her old life, and regain her normal life back, but her past has come back to haunt her. Not only does she start losing time, she continues to wake up every morning wearing gorgeous jewels and is surrounded by precious gems. She never remembers where, or who she’s getting the glittery baubles from and is hell bent to get back her memories and return the jewels. Afraid she has been out robbing houses in the middle of the night, she is determined to figure out what is happening on her own. That is until the dreams and the strong pull to explore the gulf. When she finally realizes she needs help, she is powerless to get it. Tarnished Gold is Sam’s story and will be coming out around the new year. Sam first appeared in Sterling and demanded her own novel. Lynn has bowed to Sam’s wishes and is writing that story now. Lynn is also the proud owner of: Dark Fates. Eight short stories that are fun, but still on the dark side. Dark Fates-Madness. Four dark short stories. News Worthy. News Worthy stands alone with five short stories. Watching the news first thing in the morning may not be fun, but dissecting news clips and re-writing them into short stories that had a different ending was a blast! Dark Fates Collections is compiled of Dark Fates, Dark Fates-Madness, News Worthy, and features Karma Shay’s adventures. Visit Lynn at: Website: Twitter: @lynnthompson8 Facebook: Goodreads:

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