Deja Vu by Cristin Harber

Author:Cristin Harber [Harber, Cristin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Military Romance, Romantic Suspense, Amnesia Romance, Second Chance Love Story
Publisher: Titan World LLC
Published: 2017-01-23T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

With the heating elements from a 1970s house gathered under her arm, Allie ran out the back door, trying carefully not to smudge any of the chalk. But she was aware now that she had a semi-photographic memory, because she could not unsee those words. The Jeep driver’s eyes were wide. It occurred to her that she should get his name, because they were about to enter a different level of their newfound relationship. Most notably, he was perhaps an accomplice.

Balancing everything in an arm, she opened the door. “Hey, time to go.” And as best she could, she put all the metal cooking elements by her side without letting them tangle. “Don’t mind me; I will explain. By the way, my name is Allie. And yours?”

“Not sure I signed up to be Bonnie and Clyde. I thought this was about finding your past.”

“This is my past,” she said as way of a nonexplanation.

“You stole somebody’s stove!”

Allie had no idea why she did this but it was important to her once. “There’s an oven element here too. Not just the stovetop.”

“Oh, well. If it’s the oven, too, I guess that makes a difference.” He shifted out of park.

A white van screeched around the corner, and Allie’s eyes went straight to it. “You should go. Now. Now!”

“Who is that?”

“I don’t know.” But unsteady nerves gurgled in her stomach. That wasn’t just any old bad driver. It was someone on a mission to find out why she had just been in that house. “Just go!”

“Jesus.” He shifted the Jeep into drive and slammed down the gas pedal. The SUV wasn’t made to be a speed rocket getaway vehicle, and the engine roared in angry protest before it hopped to and tried its best to catch up.

She was far in over her head and needed to let her driver off the hook. As much as she didn’t want to trust anyone, there was one person she should try to trust again.

“I need to call James. He’ll know what to do.” She reached for the burner phone—and realized she had no idea how to get ahold of him. “Shit.”

The Jeep screeched around the corner. “Who are those people? Hell. Who are you, lady?”

“I don’t know. I’ve been trying to figure it out. And those people don’t want me to remember. But James knows.”

“Well, call James already,” he shouted at her as he took the next turn like a pro.

“I don’t have his phone number. I don’t even know where he lives. All I know is that he’s a doctor at Summerland Hospital.”

“I’ve got this. Hey, Siri—Wait, what’s the guy’s name?”

Siri turned on and explained that she did not know who the driver was talking about.

“His name is James Tuska,” Allie explained. “And he’s a physician at the hospital.”

“Hey, Siri, call Summerland Hospital.” A moment later, the phone’s dial tone then ringing sounded through the Jeep’s speakers. The hospital switchboard answered.

The driver, whom she still didn’t have a name for, did all the talking, and she was impressed by how cool under pressure the guy was and by how well he drove.

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