Deadly Shades (Shades Series) Read Online Free

be.”
    “Just gray.”
    “Gray? How do you mean?”
    “Everything around—sofa, furniture—is in color but you. You were just different shades of gray.”
    “Gray, eh?” Unease crept across her back. She did another search on the Internet and found a different site. “On this one, it says gray means death.”
    “Stop it, Kennedy. You’re scaring yourself.” He clasped her wrist and pulled her hand away from the computer. “This is starting to feel like some horror movie. They’re just glasses. There’s bound to be some type of explanation of why they do what they do.”
    “Still... It makes you wonder. There was this teenage girl I saw earlier. She was also all in gray. What if it does mean an untimely death? Just think of walking around and not knowing you only had a couple of days or weeks.” Her chest tightened with fear.
    “I’d prefer not knowing.”
    “I’m not sure I’d feel the same. If I knew, I’d make sure I did everything I needed to do. Prepare for it, so the people I leave behind aren’t left with a mess.” The ache in her chest expanded. She needed to stop talking like this before she started cracking. Forcing a smile, she apologized. “Sorry. I’m getting morbid on you. I’ll stop, promise.”
    She glanced over at the glasses still resting on the ottoman. They looked innocent enough. But were they? Exactly why would the woman give them to her? Because she saw something radiating from Kennedy? Could she be dying and not know it?
    Her stomach twisted and rolled. Maybe cancer was eating away at her insides? Or something far different? An accident? A violent death in the not so distant future?
    The room darkened, and for a moment, Kennedy thought it was caused from her equally darkening mood, but then she realized a cloud had crawled across the sky and covered the sun.
    A sign?
    A sense of foreboding crawled across her flesh.

CHAPTER THREE
    Kennedy slumped back in her kitchen chair and shoved a partially eaten piece of pizza into the middle of the table. “Now that I feel like I ate a horse, I think I killed a couple of brain cells from over eating.”
    Luke half-smiled. “Speaking of brain cells, I’ve got to get home. I’ve got a report I need to finish up for work. There’s a meeting first thing in the morning, and the boss is riding my coattails.”
    “Well, I think I’m going to have to go jogging to make up for all this calorie overload.”
    “How about you hold off until tomorrow morning and I can join you?”
    “I need to get my daily jog in, and I can still go tomorrow.” She didn’t want to tell him how she needed to get out there, burn some energy. Forget about the glasses, auras, death and the little girl in the parking lot—
    “What’s wrong?”
    “Nothing.”
    “You’re shutting off.”
    At his words, she tensed and didn’t try to keep the irritation out of her voice. “Luke, you said you wouldn’t go there.”
    “The problem is I don’t know where is. There’s so many off topics that I’ve stopped counting.”
    Her lips firmed. She felt that familiar panic welling up inside her. That and claustrophobia pressing down, suffocating her. She couldn’t take it.
    Luke was pushing too much. They were heading down the same direction they always did. She felt a fight coming on, and there wasn’t a thing that was going to stop it. Same argument, different day. She should never have let Luke back into her apartment.
    “I like my privacy, and I want to keep it that way.”
    “Privacy is fine, but a person can take it too far. To the point where it leads to a very lonely life.”
    “I’m fine with that.” Better that than dealing with the pain of letting someone into her heart.
    Tension radiated from Luke, and Kennedy didn’t do a thing to alleviate it. Maybe it was better this way. Have him angry at her. Anger was much better to deal with than pity.
     He stood up, his posture and movements stiff. “It’s getting late. It’s time I left.”
    She