Caught in a Storm of Passion by Lucy Ryder

Author:Lucy Ryder
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2016-10-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

EVE BECAME AWARE of the roaring sounds beyond the hospital walls. Something heavy thudded against the building and she jumped, flashing a nervous look toward the door when windows and shutters rattled violently.

The lights flickered. It sounded like all hell had broken loose.

Jasmine, placing instruments in sterilization trays, sent Eve a reassuring glance. “Wind,” she explained. “Sounds like a one-fifty.”

Eve didn’t reply, thinking it sounded like an out-of-control freight train barreling toward them. Everything rattled and banged, and when there was an ominous creak overhead she half expected the roof to go flying off into the night.

Since there was little chance of her making it back to the resort, she might as well be useful.

“Do you need help?”

Stripping off her surgical gown, Jasmine lifted her head to smile at Eve.

“You offering?”

“If you’ll have me.”

“Then, yes,” the older woman said decisively, shrugging into a lab coat. “I just received news that rescuers are bringing in casualties. Apparently a few yachts in the marina found their way into some sitting rooms along the waterfront. From what I hear we need all the help we can get—although I doubt there’ll be too many gynecological cases.”

Eve grinned, relieved to have something to do. “I’m sure I can remember my ER training.”

Jasmine’s dark eyes gleamed with amusement. “It’s a bit like sex.” She laughed. “You never forget how.”

Considering how long that had been for Eve, she was afraid she had forgotten. Oh, not working in the ER. She could probably do that in her sleep.

Just as they stepped through the doors to the ER the world outside lit up for a brief instant and then exploded, the resounding boom shaking the building. One second they had lights—the next it was pitch-black.

Eve froze, seeing a whole lot of nothing. Worse, she wasn’t familiar with the layout of the hospital and was afraid she’d fall over something or—oh, God—someone if she so much as breathed.

There was a moment of utter silence, then the disembodied voice of Jasmine Tahuru muttered a heartfelt, “Dammit.”

Eve reached out tentatively and hissed her relief when her hand encountered cool plaster. Carefully edging closer to the wall, she pressed back against it. All the better to face whatever came her way.

There was muted murmuring and footsteps, and then a loud clatter, followed by cursing. The resultant laughter was a little nervous, but it served to cut the thick tension.

“For heaven’s sake, everyone, stay where you are until I find some lamps,” Jasmine ordered loudly. “We have enough casualties coming in without adding anymore.”

Something clicked close by, and a thin beam of light sliced through the inky blackness.

Eve watched as the blade-thin beam moved away. There was the sound of a door opening and the beam disappeared, swallowed by the dark.

She felt utterly alone.

And kind of spooked by the sounds of breathing.

It was creepy—especially when jagged flashes of lightning lit up her surroundings for a split second. She heard a collective sucking-in of breath, as though everyone was waiting for the resultant boom.

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