Dirty Money by Liliana Hart

Author:Liliana Hart
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Liliana Hart

Chapter Twelve

It was just under two hours later when Officer Cheek picked me up at the hospital and took me back to the house. My face was numb from the local they’d injected to administer my four stitches. Four stitches were hardly worth a trip to the hospital, in my opinion, but whatever.

“You should take a vacation, Doc,” Cheek said. “Whoever this guy is who’s after you means serious business. Maybe Hawaii. Or Vegas. I always like Vegas. They’ve got a hotel that looks just like the Eiffel Tower. No reason to spend all that money going to Paris if you ask me.”

“Good point,” I said. “A vacation sounds nice.”

“Yeah, when you and the sheriff were on your honeymoon, we hardly had any crime while you were gone. Maybe taking a vacation would give the rest of us a break too.”

I couldn’t fault his logic. He pulled into our driveway and parked behind another unit. I noticed Jack’s Tahoe was nowhere in sight. I grabbed the plastic bag they’d put my wet clothes in, and got out of the car. They’d given me a spare set of scrubs to change into at the hospital.

Cheek followed me to the front door, and I used my key to unlock it. I automatically walked into the kitchen to find the ibuprofen and a glass of wine. Cheek headed toward the sound of the television. To my surprise, Jack was already in the kitchen pouring two glasses.

“I figured you’d need this,” he said and then looked at me. He looked dumbfounded for a moment, and then he raised a brow and he got a certain look in his eyes that could only mean one thing.

“What?” I asked.

“I just realized I’ve never seen you in scrubs before. I like it. You should wear them later.”

“Much later,” I said, taking the glass of wine. He handed me two ibuprofen and I wanted to weep. “I really love you.”

“Good,” he said. “Because Doug might literally be the death of me. He’s like Ben times a million. I’m exhausted.”

“It’s been two hours,” I said.

“It feels like two years. I’ve ordered more pizza. He’s eaten most of the good stuff already. How’s your face feel?”

“Just a little throbbing where they put in the stitches. The wine will help. What’s Doug doing?”

“He and the guys are having an Xbox break. I didn’t want to explain what we need him to do until we’ve got a little privacy.”

“Any news from Nash?” I asked.

“Yeah,” he said. “The tissue and blood samples all came back with a positive, so they corroborated your findings. They’re testing possible sources right now.”

“So, we’re exactly where we started,” I said. “I’m going to be really pissed if Roy Walsh gets away with this.”

“Slow and steady,” Jack said. “Something will click eventually.”

“Hey,” Doug said from the doorway. “When does the pizza get here?” Then he noticed I was home. “What’s up, Doc?” And then he snorted out a laugh. “The guys told me to say that.”

“I can see they’re being a good influence on you,” I said.

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