The Luna and her Quadruplet Pups by Jane Above Story

Chapter 68

Chapter 68 – Ethan Stands up for Jane

3rd Person

Ethan glanced at Jane out of the corner of his eye. She’ been incredibly tense all evening, even with the pups. They were currently preparing dinner together, and every time Ethan came near her her little body wound up as tight as a spring. He couldn’t keep quiet anymore after she jumpec three feet in the air from a light touch on the waist, simply be cause he’d wanted to nudge her out of the way of the silver ware drawer.

“Janey, what’s going on? You’re being as skittish as a star tled rabbit.” He asked, turning her to face him.

“Nothing.” She uttered, averting her gaze.

“Eyes.” He ordered, noting the way she squirmed against him rather than obey. “Now, little wolf.” He ordered. Jane gradually peeked up at him from beneath her lashes, sulking as she caved to his authority. “Tell me the truth.”

“Nothing’s wrong,” She repeated, “I’m just tired.”

Ethan growled, but before he could ask her anything more, a knock sounded at the door. “This isn’t over.” He in formed her sternly, going to answer the knock. When the door swung open, he found the murder investigator waiting on the other side.

“Detective, come in.” The sound of a glass breaking filled the air, and Ethan turned to see Jane staring at the door with wide eyes, the wine glass she’d been holding a moment ago now smashed at her feet. “Are you okay?” He asked, worriedly, trying to recall whether or not she was wearing anything on

her feet.

She recovered quickly, turning to grab a broom, “I’m fine, sorry.”

“Just give us a sec.” Ethan told the investigator going to help Jane. Rounding the counter he saw a pair of house slip pers on her feet, and she held up a hand to him. “I’ve got it, Ethan. Go talk to the investigator.”

“Actually I’m here to speak with you, Ms Blackwell.” The detective replied.

Ethan was so distracted by the way Jane’s shoulders slumped in defeat, that he almost didn’t notice the officer call ing her by the correct name – almost. “What’s this about?”

“Well I came to follow up on our conversation at the funer al.” He explained, baffling Ethan and making Jane deflate even

further.

didn’t realize you spoke at the funeral.” Ethan frowned, thinking that the whole day had been a daze, but he felt like he would remember Jane telling him this.

“Oh really?” The detective questioned slyly, eyeing Jane in a way Ethan didn’t like one bit. “I suppose I shouldn’t make anything of that, should I?” He gloats. “Now, I know you want ed to have a lawyer for our next meeting, but -”

she need a lawyer, and why are

shakily, “He thinks I

me?” Ethan snarled, staring at the investigator in shock. “What the hell

The detective answers, “Very

he thought this explained Jane’s odd behavior perfectly, but then he recalled that

with it when you were

likely excuse.” The

man,

told her simply, “whether I was mourning or not. And you,” He snarled, looking at the investigator, “I want a

Jane slumped down, resting her elbows on the counter and cradling her head in her hands. She heard the kids running in a moment later

the stools in front of the bar in stead, the boys helping Paisley and Riley with a lift, before clambering up the poles like monkeys themselves. “Mommy, why was that tective being mean to

had overheard. They were master eavesdroppers after all. “It’s a little

asked, cocking his head

thinks

worried glances.

faces, struggling

didn’t want to confuse or

lie to

detective de scribed the status of the investigation, relating the evidence about Jane’s dress, as well as

in Petra’s clenched

to me.” Ethan ordered.

Jane’s closet and hair from

He stated, forcing the words

Jane didn’t

under her nails or flecked on her skin, which she

if she’d killed a woman with her

didn’t have

attacked your mother

reminds me.

more than one reason. As

rum bled, “A cruel scheme engineered by the woman you should

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