Escape by Dee Davis

Author:Dee Davis [Davis, Dee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Goodreads: 17698665
Publisher: Pocito Press
Published: 2012-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

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The corridor lights flickered as Seth stepped off the elevator. He’d already been to Tracy’s office. But it had been empty. No sign at all that she’d been there. Of course that wasn’t really surprising. If Tracy had it her way she’d handle every case Braxton took on herself. Delegating wasn’t her strong suit.

Frankly, he wasn’t even sure why she had an office. Except maybe to soothe the minds of potential clients. People wanting answers about deceased loved ones weren’t inclined to interviews in a morgue. Much better to have plusher surroundings. For all her practical know-how, Tracy was also really good at dealing with distraught people. She truly cared. It was one of the things Seth loved about her.

He opened the door of the first lab, his gaze moving across the pristine space. Everything in its proper place. And no sign of Tracy. Maybe this was a wild goose chase. Maybe she’d gone to Madison’s. He wouldn’t put it past her. Tracy might not be willing to commit to him, but she certainly had done so with her friends. And in turn they were loyal to her as well.

In fact, he’d always felt like a bit of a third wheel—even though he considered both Madison and Harrison friends. Push come to shove, they’d side with Tracy. Even if she was dead wrong. Which begged again the question of what the hell he was doing here. She’d made it clear where she stood. And now that his head was clearing he realized he was probably setting himself up for another fall.

But then he always had been a glutton for punishment. Hell, Tracy was worth it.

The next lab, like the first was also empty. With a sigh he turned, to go, but stopped, his gaze landing on the desk in the corner. He recognized the pile of files. He crossed the room in two strides, flipping open the top. It was the co-ed who’d been murdered outside the bar. He remembered Tracy talking about the case. The file had been on the bedside table when they’d… he shook his head, clearing his mind. This wasn’t the time for reliving their passion.

The relevant point was that Tracy had been here. Recently.

But she obviously wasn’t here now. Which meant that she’d either gone back to the apartment or she was in a different lab. He walked back out into the hallway, past the closed door of the housekeeping closet toward the final lab. She probably wasn’t there, but in for the penny and all that.

He opened the door, his mind already dismissing the empty space, but then he froze, his gaze dropping to the floor. Shattered glass littered the area near one of the examination tables. And there among the glittering shards, drops of something liquid. His heart did a stutter-step, years of experience correctly identifying what he was seeing even before he knelt to touch one droplet with his finger. Blood.

Son of a bitch.

Instinct screamed that he needed to hurry, even as his mind assured him that she’d probably only cut herself when she’d dropped the petri dish.

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