Title: Bad Habit
St. Pius School, San Antonio, Texas
“Sister Bernadette, there’s a detective waiting to see you in the conference room. He’s come all the way from New York City” Mother Immaculata smiled encouragingly, drawing her into the corridor. “I’ll watch your class.”
Teri Slaughter’s stomach knotted up in fear. It’s over. They found me. The moment she’d dreaded had arrived.
A deep breath released some of the tension in her shoulders. As she forced her leaden feet toward the conference room, the thought flickered through her mind of running out the main door and disappearing in the busy streets.
Get hold of yourself. She expelled a long breath. Maybe he doesn’t suspect me.
Pausing with her hand on the knob, she weighed whether or not to continue her masquerade.
A muscle tightened in her jaw. Teri Slaughter wasn’t a coward. If this cop takes me back to New York, they’ll kill me. I have to pull this off.
She dusted chalk from her hands before running her fingers through her cropped hair. There was nothing to distinguish her from the others. Her plain white shirt and navy skirt were inconspicuous among the nuns.
Her heart racing, she stepped into the conference room.
The detective turned around. His large dark eyes assessed her, pierced her veneer, saw right through her.
Fighting down a sense of panic, her breath caught in her throat.
“Sister Bernadette?” He extended his hand. “I’m Detective Angel Garcia, from Manhattan Homicide Division. I’ve been looking for you.”