Slay Bells Ring (An FBI Romance Thriller Book 12) by Morgan Kelley Read Free Book Online Page A

neck. “This sucks. I’m so sorry,” she whispered. “I’m ashamed to say that if it weren't my kids, I’d do it without you, but I can’t risk them. I can’t do it…”
    They understood.
    Chris held her against his chest. “Lyzee, honey, it’s okay. It’s a holiday. I’m not even Christian. I can have Cyra and Bethe hold off on Christmas until we get back. It’s not a big deal. She’s a baby. She’s not going to know if we celebrate on the twenty-fifth or the fifteenth of January. The day doesn’t matter. Only family does,” he offered.
    She held onto Chris as she wept. It reminded her of a few times she leaned on him in their past for strength.
    He was a good man and an even better friend.
    When the tears finally slowed, she turned to face the other doctor. “I’m sorry, Tony. I’m so sorry.”
    “Oh, Lyzee,” he said, giving her a hug. “I’m not upset. We were only having the wedding in Chris’s mausoleum. We can postpone it. I swear.”
    She clung to him too.
    “I hate my job sometimes, and this is one of those times.”
    They all felt that every now and again. It was normal.
    She was normal.
    “We’ve got your back, Elizabeth,” Chris said.
    They’d been through so much. They held life and death in the palms of their hands more times than anyone could count.
    Now they held hers.
    “I’m sorry. Hormones,” she whispered, wiping at her eyes until Chris handed her a handful of tissues.
    While keeping stoic was more her thing, with these two, she could be herself. Elizabeth trusted few, but in that room, she knew she was safe.
    Her secret would remain hidden.
    “No one knows about the pregnancy,” she said.
    “They won’t hear it from us,” Chris reassured. “We’ll keep it quiet.”
    She gave them each a kiss on the cheek. “Thank you for not busting my ass for being all weepy.”
    They took a seat on the couch in their office. One man flanked each of her sides.
    “Our pleasure. We will use it against you in the future unless you give us something else to work with.”
    She laughed.
    “Tell us about the case,” Tony said, as he held her hand in his.
    “We have two boxes wrapped like presents to go along with this note. Ethan is betting there will be remains inside. Since they couldn’t possibly stick a whole body in there, that’s why you’re going in too, Tony. You’ve got to put them back together again.”
    He got it, and he didn't mind.
    “If it’s not remains?” Chris asked.
    “Well, we’ll touch down, check it out, and if it’s someone jacking with the FBI, you’re flying back here.”
    They wouldn’t leave her. If the team was going in, the whole team was going in. Both men glanced at each other over her head.
    Their minds were made up.
    “Don’t stress it, Lyzee. How big of a team do you need?” Chris asked. “I can call in some people, and we can be at full force in the next thirty minutes.”
    She knew it sucked. Her techs were already on vacation for the holiday.
    “I feel horrible.”
    Tony, who didn't have kids of his own or a pregnant wife, as of yet, reached into his pocket. “Maybe you should eat something,” he offered. “Have some candy.”
    He handed her a chocolate bar.
    She unwrapped it and took a bite.
    “Is this supposed to calm the savage beast?” she asked.
    Tony laughed. “Hell no! It’s to keep your blood sugar from dropping and keep you from passing out. That’s all we need. Ethan has to be frazzled as it is. We don’t need him to come down here to find you on a metal table taking a nap.”
    Yeah, that would give him the big one. He was already freaked out.
    This whole case was going to be bad.
    She could already tell.
    “About the size of the staff,” Chris asked again.
    “We can probably get by with minimal team. I don’t want to call everyone in and jack their holiday too.”
    Chris patted her on the leg as they sat beside her. “I’ll handle them, don’t stress it. They’ll be more than happy to come in,