Cause to Save by Blake Pierce

Author:Blake Pierce [Pierce, Blake]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blake Pierce
Published: 2017-08-23T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

The moment she got to her car, she looked at the brief notes she had taken while looking over Biel’s file inside the prison. Among them was the name and number of the psychiatrist who had met with Biel during and immediately following the trial. She called the number and was handled by a receptionist. After having to use a few choice words and reciting her badge number to the woman on the other end, she was put through to Dr. Janelle Pearson.

When Pearson answered the phone, she sounded livid…but in that quiet and calm sort of way that psychiatrists tended to be well rehearsed in.

“I don’t what your issue is,” Pearson said, not bothering with introductions or formalities, “but I am currently with a client. This is highly unprofessional and rude.”

“I understand that, and I apologize,” Avery said. “However, it is quite urgent that I speak with you about Ronald Biel.”

There was a shocked silence on the line before Pearson responded. “I’ve put that behind me. No need to dig it up again. Now, if you—”

“He was released three week ago,” Avery said. “And in confidence, I can tell you that I am fairly certain he’s picked up where he left off.”

“Released?” Pearson said, nearly disgusted. “Already?”

“Yes. Look, Doctor…I’m about twenty minutes away from your office. Can you please push some things around so I can speak with you? I won’t take up too much of your time.”

Avery was again met with that shocked silence. She could almost hear Dr. Pearson trying to comprehend what Avery had said. Finally, she responded: “Yes, of course.”

“I’ll see you then,” Avery said, hanging up before the conversation got longer or more awkward than it needed to be.

She drove to the address, getting there easily due to the moderate lull in traffic. Being back on a case after two stagnant weeks in a hospital room, she was amazed at how quickly the day seemed to be passing. It was nearing eleven in the morning and although she’d already made three stops—first to see Jane Seymour, then by the now-deceased Mitchell Brennan’s residence, and lastly, the prison—she felt like she’d gotten nothing accomplished.

But it felt good to be moving forward—to be working toward something again. The fact that she apparently had a stalker somewhere out there who could place her and her loved ones in jeopardy only enhanced it.

She drove on toward Janelle Pearson’s office, her fists white-knuckled with determination as she gripped the steering wheel.

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