Lacie Black-Wolff was no more.
It was a good thing her husband, Hector Landgraab, had taught her all about computers in the short time they were married.
And now, with the inheritance she received after his passing, Raven now had a fresh start.
Perhaps this might be a better place to put Hector.
His parents had cried foul-play when he'd passed away so suddenly. Of course, blunt force trauma deaths were usually investigated. When there had not been enough proof that it had been anything other than an unfortunate murphy bed accident, the courts had awarded her the inheritance - almost $200,000.
Ironic that even though she'd thought about killing Hector for his money, it had truly been an accident during a rather energetic love-session. But, his family continued to look at her as though she were a killer. Her family had continued to look at her as though she were a killer. She could sense it whenever she was near them.
It was then she knew that she couldn't stay in Sunset Valley and she couldn't remain sweet, little, innocent Lacie.
So here she was. Widow Raven Fell in Midnight Hollow.
She glanced at the entrance and saw a woman coming out. Samantha Nguyen. Resident in the medical career with deep commitment issues.
She spared a glance for the woman going inside with bright red hair. Odessa Winchester. The town darling. She narrowed her gaze. An ambitious woman hiding a neurotic and slightly off-balanced personality. She perceived that she would need an introduction to even speak to this proud woman.
She let out a small gasp of surprise.
Raven loved his voice. He spoke with a clipped accent, as though he were used to speaking quickly and efficiently. This was not a man to waste precious time with platitudes.
"And how do you enjoy living here?" she asked.
Nathan gazed at her directly, holding her gaze effortlessly. "I am beginning to find the place all the more intriguing," he told her honestly. He motioned towards the cafe. "Were you headed inside to eat?"
Dr. Watts held out her arm to her. "Then allow me to walk you home."
But underneath it all, she sensed his desire for her.
Surprise flickered in his gaze. "We're practically neighbors," he informed her, pointing down to the end of dimly lit street. "My house is done there." She sensed his eagerness to engage in a heady affair with his mysterious neighbor.
Raven followed his gaze and felt a thrill of excitement.
He paused a moment, then nodded brusquely. "Good night, then," he told her.
Raven was surprised when he didn't make a move on her. All of her senses told her that he wanted her as much as she wanted him.
Raven scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Don't think I didn't feel the truth of it!" she said with pursed lips as she sent a telling glance downward.
"What are you doing?" the beautiful young lady snapped waspishly.
Raven had half a mind to follow him and push the argument. Why would he deny that he wanted her? Why not just take what he wanted when she was willing?