#MWTease from @kristinelyon19 #darknovel #DangerousFixation #wip #amwriting

Hi everyone! Happy Wednesday! This is from a new DARK story I'm working on! The title is Dangerous Fixation! Stay turned for more information! I hope you enjoy the small tease!  A bit of background information... One of Angela's co workers has reported her missing to the police and this is the scene with the detective researching and seeing if it's true... kinda.
Detective Tinkerton, ignored most, if not all of the traffic laws as he drove across town on his way to the home of Daniel Morrow. He had told the idiot to leave that girl alone, and Daniel had promised him he would. He had no idea how lucky he had gotten that the call to the Wholesale Warehouse had fallen on his desk and not been given to someone else, anyone else. He had written up his report to make it seem like it wasn’t a big deal, most likely paranoia on the part of the employee. Daniel owed him a huge solid for that, and he had been willing to wait for repayment.

In his experience, it was always good to have the idiots out there owing him a favor. It could be beneficial in the future, not to mention downright rewarding in the right circumstances. On occasion these favors, called in at the right time, had kept his ass out of jail before. Sure, he doubted Daniel would ever be in a position to be of great use, but he never knew. He had been surprised before by some these assholes.

He made the turn onto Kimberly Lane and slowly drove by Daniel’s house. His car was parked in the driveway, but all the blinds were closed. He forced himself to keep driving for a couple more blocks before pulling to the side of the road and parking. Daniel had a privacy fence in the backyard, but if he walked up the alley, he would be able to see into the small window at the back of the garage. It was covered by small trees, so chances were he wouldn’t have been concerned enough to cover it.

Daniel’s car was always in the garage, because he didn’t trust anyone. It was always the assholes who thought everyone else was an asshole. Daniel was no exception, so if his car was outside, he must be up to something in there. It fucking better not be the girl. He would look like an idiot for not taking her complaints more seriously before if he found Daniel chopping her up into little pieces.

“Fucking prick,” he muttered as he made his way down the alley.

Getting the original case had been nothing but luck, but handling the kid, her friend, had been orchestrated. He had seen the kid when he had been at the store. He had been there with the girl when she told him about Daniel. Now, here he was walking into the station, looking seven kinds of upset. Tom Tinkerton may have been a bit on the shady side, but he hadn’t made detective by being completely stupid. He knew immediately he didn’t need anyone else talking to this kid, so he had grabbed him as soon as he came in and taken him to his office. Five seconds into the conversation, he had known it had been the right thing to do. It was about the girl, alright. The son-of-a-bitch wouldn’t shut up about her. Fucking Daniel!

He reached the garage, but stopped to light a cigarette before looking inside. A part of him hoped he was wrong, but he doubted it. He couldn’t get that lucky again. He leaned against the back of the garage and took a long drag from the Marlboro, knowing damn well he was about to walk into a shit storm. After a second drag to prepare himself for what he just knew he was about to see, he tossed the cigarette on the ground and then leaning on his shoulder and rolling against the wooden frame, he peered inside.

It was dark inside the garage, but just enough light found its way between the leaves of the trees to allow him to see. His heart almost leaped out of his chest when he didn’t see what he had expected. No Daniel, no woman being chopped up into little pieces, just the normal clutter. A lawn mower, weed eater, boxes of crap.

But then he saw it. He hadn’t paid it any attention at first because he was expecting to see bodies, and there had been none. But now any relief he had felt drained as he pulled the small flashlight out of his pocket and trained it the license plate of what looked like a Ford Ranger. Well! He found her! Now what's going to happen? Will he be the decent cop and help Angela or will the offer at the girl be enough to keep him quiet? Well, I don't even know yet ;) Stay tuned to find out more...and check out some teases from the other amazing authors!