Serial Bride by Ann Voss Peterson Read Free Book Online

his eye, Red spotted Sylvie step alongside the panel van’s snubbed hood. She narrowed her eyes on him. “Who are you?”
    â€œLouis…Louis Ingersoll.” He latched on to Sylvie with his gaze. “You’re Diana’s twin sister. She told me about you.”
    â€œWhat do you know about Diana? Where is she?”
    â€œDiana? That’s why I was following you. I hoped you’d know.”
    Right. As if Bryce believed that one. “Why didn’t you just ask if we knew?”
    â€œI was going to.”
    â€œCome on out of the van and talk to us for a minute.”
    The kid looked from Sylvie to Bryce and backagain. “I don’t know anything about what happened to Diana. I just know what the minister told everyone in the church. I swear.”
    Sylvie stepped toward him. “You were at Diana’s wedding?”
    â€œOf course. She’s my neighbor. I might not have agreed with her marrying that cop, but it doesn’t mean I’m not going to show for the wedding if she wants me there.”
    â€œYou say ‘that cop’ like you weren’t a big fan of Diana getting married,” Sylvie noted.
    â€œShe was too good for him.”
    â€œWhy do you say that?” Sylvie asked. “What do you know about Reed?”
    â€œNothing. Just that he’s a cop.”
    Bryce remembered Detective Perreth’s suspicions where Reed was concerned. Suspicions Sylvie had written off as ridiculous, but might be worth checking out. “Did Reed and Diana fight often?”
    Even though Bryce kept his focus on Red, he could feel her glare burn a hole just in front of his ear. Great. She’d probably really want to ditch him after this. Good thing she didn’t know what he had suspected about her sister originally—before he’d learned about the threat from Dryden Kane. She’d really be upset with him if she knew he’d believed Diana had helped Kane kill his brother.
    Red slid out of the van. Hitting the ground, heshifted one of his Reebok runners in the gravel. “You’re thinking the same thing that detective at her apartment was thinking. That he beat her up.”
    â€œDid he?”
    â€œIf he had, I would have killed him.” He balled his hands into fists.
    Bryce didn’t know McCaskey, but he would have to be pretty small to be overpowered by Red. Posturing aside, Red still hadn’t answered his original question. “Did they fight often?”
    Red’s hands went slack by his side. “I never even heard them argue.”
    â€œDid you tell that to the detective?” Sylvie asked in a righteous tone, shooting Bryce a glare.
    â€œHe didn’t seem to believe me.”
    So maybe Sylvie was right about her sister and Reed McCaskey. Maybe. Bryce had to admit that whatever the truth was, the longer he was around Sylvie, the more he wanted to believe her vision of her sister. Which unfortunately meant that whoever had abducted her at Kane’s orders was probably the same person who’d killed Ty. For Sylvie’s sake, he hoped he was wrong. “So why do you think Diana is too good for her fiancé?”
    â€œShe just is. Do you know her, man? Have you ever met her?”
    â€œNo.”
    â€œShe isn’t just beautiful, she’s smart. You know,like lightning smart.” He stared dreamily, as if picturing Diana in front of him now. Only he was staring at Sylvie. “And she has this smile that seems like it’s only for you.”
    Bryce hadn’t had much chance to experience Sylvie’s smile, but he could imagine what it felt like, way too vividly.
    He pulled himself back from that thought. This kid wasn’t talking about Sylvie. He was talking about Diana. “So you had some kind of puppy-dog crush on Diana?”
    Red lifted his chin, defensive. “She was my neighbor. And my friend.”
    Now he’d made the guy defiant. A great way to get him to open up. He