Elusive (On The Run International Mysteries Book 1) by Sara Rosett

Author:Sara Rosett [Rosett, Sara]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Mysteries & Thrillers
Published: 2013-09-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Las Vegas, Friday, 7:02 p.m.

“WHAT?” Jack asked, his face perplexed. He tried to see the screen, but it was angled so that only Zoe could see it.

“It’s one of those web browsers with rotating photos that go with the stories,” she whispered, leaning to the side as she struggled to see the text. She squinted. “The headline is Missing Millions and Murder,” she said, sucking in her breath. The photo vanished, replaced by the next story, and Zoe realized she was breaking out in a cold sweat. “It’s gone.”

“Are you sure it was us?”

Zoe nodded. “It was taken in front of The Venetian, right after Stubby Guy tried to run us down. It’s fuzzy, but it’s a tight shot of our faces.”

“Ham and cheese on rye,” called someone from the deli counter. The student grabbed his empty soda cup and went to pick up his sandwich.

“I’ll delay him. You see what you can find out,” Jack said as he stood and followed the student to the fountain drink dispenser.

Zoe glanced around quickly, but the restaurant was still quiet with only the three of them as customers. She slid into the seat and fumbled with the computer’s track pad. Jack walked by the student, who’d just finished filling his drink cup. Their shoulders collided and Mountain Dew cascaded through the air, then rained down, soaking both of their shirts. As Jack apologized, he maneuvered the student so that his back was to Zoe.

The page finally loaded, and Zoe scrolled down the text, scanning as fast as she could. It was a short article, only three paragraphs, but it was some tight writing, Zoe thought grimly. The reporter had managed to hit the highpoints of Connor’s death and the FBI investigation, but clearly the focus of the article was the missing money.

She hit play on the embedded video clip. Background noise of passerby chitchat and car engines sounded from the computer speakers. Fingers shaking, she quickly lowered the volume as she glanced around. No one had noticed. Jack and the student were still mopping up. The video was jerky and not centered on them at first, but then there was a screech of tires, and the camera swiveled to find the source of the noise. “There we are,” muttered Zoe, shaking her head, half fascinated, half horrified to see the car accelerating toward them.

Zoe watched herself glance over her shoulder, then freeze. Jack reacted, pulled her out of the way, seconds before the car hit the pylon. They were out of the picture for a few seconds as the camera focused on the crumpled front end of the car, but as they stood and hurried away, the camera caught them and followed their movement.

The photo at the top of the article was a still shot from the last seconds of the video. Jack had a look of intense concentration on his face, while she looked like she’d seen the shower scene in Psycho for the first time. The name on the byline jumped out at her as she hit the back button and slid back into her own chair.

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