Absolute Fear by Lisa Jackson

Author:Lisa Jackson [Jackson, Lisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Mystery & Detective, Fiction, Suspense, General, Romance, Mystery Fiction, Crime, Suspense Fiction, Serial Murders, New Orleans (La.)
ISBN: 9780821779361
Publisher: Zebra
Published: 2001-01-02T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 19

Eve dropped the doll as if it had burned her fingers.

“Oh God, oh God, oh God,” she said, backing toward the top of the staircase. Who would do such a thing? What sick mind would—

Briiing!

Her cell phone shrilled, and her heart nearly stopped. Scrambling for the damned thing, she pulled it out of the backpack and noticed that no number showed on the screen.Restricted call. Oh hell!

It rang again, and she, paralyzed, thought about turning the damned thing off.Don’t answer it. She clicked on the button.

Lifted the phone to her ear.

Didn’t say a word.

“Heeeee’sssss freeee…”

She slammed the phone shut and spun, the fading light from her flashlight splashing on the walls and underside of the roof where tiny nails poked through the ceiling. The person on the other end of the phone had known she was here, had realized she’d found the doll. She was certain of it. She reached into her backpack and withdrew a screwdriver, one of her grandfather’s tools. Her fingers wrapped around the grip, and, heart hammering, sweat staining her clothes, she searched all of the dusty corners, the hidden spots of the attic.

He’s not up here…remember? He’s a floor below. You saw his shadow.

She trained her flashlight on the doorway at the top of the stairs, the only entrance to the garret. Heart in her throat, she waited, inching her way toward the door and the brick chimney. If she could hide to one side of it, when the psycho entered and stepped into the room, she could shoot past him, fly down the stairs, lock the door, and run to the fire escape and safety…

Or you could dial 911 now!

Even if the killer didn’t appear, you could show the police the doll. And then what?

So someone messed with an old, forgotten toy.

She was the one who had trespassed.

She was the one who had broken into the hospital.

She was the one who, even now, had a stolen file in her backpack. No, she couldn’t let panic overtake her…She had to fight the anxiety.

Crouched by the chimney with its rough bricks and crumbling mortar, she turned off her flashlight and waited, hardly daring to breathe. Panic stormed through her. Her head began to pound. Straining to listen, she silently counted.One …two…three…four…

Drops of sweat slid down her forehead and nose.…five…six…

She blinked.

Her breath came in panicked, wild little gasps.

Seven…

Creak!

Oh Jesus, was that a footstep?

Her heart began knocking out of control. Someone was in the hospital with her. She caught her breath.

Strained to listen.

Nearly screamed when she saw a mouse dart across the floorboards.

Another footstep.

Her fingers tightened around the screwdriver. Could she use it? Damned straight!

Give me strength.

More footsteps. Climbing faster now, no more hesitation.

He knew she was trapped!

A looming dark shape appeared in the doorway.

Every muscle bunched, she was ready to spring.One more step, you son of a bitch, just take one more step.

“Eve!” a strong male voice echoed through the attic.

She nearly broke down completely. “Cole?” she whispered, and her voice was little more than a whimper.

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