Detective Liam Niles: The Diarium of Lady Tauna Drake- Second Edition by BONITA HIGHLEY - HTML preview

An hour later, inside the chapel’s sanctuary……

Liam stood in front of Pastor Connor Drake, Lady Tauna Drake and Bren. Satisfied in his duty of honor, his suitcase by his side. “Right. I shall be going now. Sir, thanks for this great opportunity.”

Pastor Connor Drake. “Liam, you know you are welcome here at anytime, God bless you ,my son.”

Liam gave him a dimpled smirk of thanks.

Bren, holds his hand with care. “Liam. Thank you for your understanding. Me and Connor have much to discuss.” She smile to him with much gratitude.

Liam, gives her a reassured look. Then stood directly in front of Tauna. “Tauna, I shall never forget you, little girl” He kisses her on her forehead, then gives her a hug with dread.

Tauna, in dreaded sadness grabbed onto him intensive.

Liam, gently unattached from her, caressed her face. Taking one last look at the stain glass window, he looks back at her. “Tauna, I have some loose ends that need to be taken care of, can you please come help me?”

Tauna sees her father’s look of consent, then follows Liam outside.

Liam pulled her aside to a wall. “Tauna, listen to me. In this

world of love, evil exist. You must stay prepared……Do you understand?”

Tauna bravely grins with sadness. “Of course.”

Liam hesitated for a moment. “I have no regrets little girl.” Taking his last lingering looks at her, taking his hand, he reached to his lapel, pulled off one of his coat of arms button from his trench coat, giving it to her. “Remember me.” He places his robust hands onto her face swiftly gave her a lingered kiss, Then walks away from her, gets into his car and drives off.

Tauna sees him driving off, she looks at the button to see his shining sealed encased coat of arms.

The next morning, Tauna Drake woke in the morning to the sound of chirping birds as the sunlight rays beamed into her room. She reached out for Liam, the bed felt empty on the other side of her reminded of his departure. She opened her eyes, but didn’t see him. She sat up in instantly wondering where he went to, then saw the hilt of his sword lay upward next to the opened door, then remembered what he said last night. On the other pillow, she saw the same button from his trench coat. She picks up the button, remembering she had placed it onto her dresser the night before, with a slight grin, she lay back down on her back and held the button in her hand holding it dear, next to her heart. “Yes, he will be back. And I’ll be waiting.”