Wanted with Murder (A Rilynne Evans Mystery, Book Five) by Jenn Vakey

back and watched him with an amused grin.
    After he made sure a room was locked up, he shut the door before continuing into the next room. By the time he finished, Rilynne’s house felt completely locked down. “Are you satisfied?” she asked.
    “For the time being,” he replied. When they reached her bedroom door, he was stopped by the ringing of his phone. “I’ve got to take this,” he stated. “I’ll be in soon.”
    Rilynne nodded and proceeded through the door and into the restroom. After quickly getting ready for bed, she climbed under her thick comforter and sank into her pillows. She tried to keep her eyes open until Ben came in, but she couldn’t. The events of the prior days seemed to be taking their toll on her, leaving her both emotionally and physically drained. As she gave in and let her eyes slowly drift shut, she instantly fell into a deep sleep.
    “Right this way, folks,” she heard from her right. “The next stop on our tour is the notorious Rilynne Evans.”
    She looked forward and saw a group of people standing on the other side of a wall of gray prison bars. She asked herself for a moment why so many people would be in one cell, but reality set in. She was in the cell.
    “Now I’m sure I don’t need to tell anyone why Ms. Evans is with us,” a tall man standing at the far edge of the cage said. “Rilynne Evans was a homicide detective working out of Addison Valley, Texas. After a man whom she believed was guilty of murder was released-”
    “He was guilty!” she interrupted.
    “Right,” he said, seemingly unconcerned with anything she had to say. “As I was saying, after the man was released from custody, he was hunted down and slain in his own apartment. Within days, Ms. Evans was named as the prime suspect.”
    She looked out as he spoke at all of the eyes that were on her. Though many of them were filled with curiosity and intrigue, most held something more like revulsion.
    “Wasn’t she found innocent?” a young girl called out. Rilynne turned toward her. She looked no more than fourteen years old.
    “That’s right, young lady,” the tour guide stated. “Ms. Evans was able to successfully clear her name, as well as deliver the true killer. In so doing, she revealed herself to the world as what she truly is.”
    Rilynne’s heart began pounding away in her chest. She wanted to ask what she was doing there, but she already knew. All she could do was sit there and hope she was wrong.
    “We have been able to successfully tie thirty-three deaths to Ms. Evans, each occurring because of her ‘ability,’” he said, glaring at her. “The last of which was Ben Davis, her boyfriend at the time. After finding out what she could do, he ran out into a street to get away from her and was struck and killed by a car.”
    “What?” she asked, rushing across the small cell. She grabbed the bars with both hands and leaned toward the guide. “What are you talking about? What happened to Ben?”
    He seemed unmoved by her outburst. Instead of answering her, he just turned back to the group around him.
    “For her crimes, Rilynne Evans has been sentenced to die as all undesirables do. You should feel lucky,” he said with a grin. “You are actually the last group to get to see her before her sentence is carried out, and she is burned at the stake.”
    “What?” she yelled. “You can’t do that. I didn’t kill anyone. I haven’t done anything. This is some kind of mistake.”
    “Now if you will follow me…” he trailed off, leading the group away.
    Rilynne dropped down on her knees, the tears rolling down her cheeks.
    “Somebody talk to me!” she yelled. She heard her words echo down the hallway. “Someone tell me what’s going on!”
    “You have a visitor,” a cold voice said. She looked up to find another man, this one short and stocky. He did have one thing in common with the guide, though. He had the same look of malice in his eyes. “Why someone would want to visit