Eve Duncan - 01 - The Face of Deception by Iris Johansen

Author:Iris Johansen
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Forensic anthropology, Impersonation, Women forensic scientists, Eve (Fictitious character), Mystery & Detective, Women sculptors, Duncan, Virginia, General, Psychological, Conspiracy, Mystery fiction, Women Sleuths, Facial reconstruction (Anthropology), Thrillers, Suspense, Fiction
ISBN: 9780553578027
Publisher: Random House Digital, Inc.
Published: 1999-06-01T05:00:00+00:00

THIRTEEN

Sandra had seen the morning news, and it took Eve ten minutes to get past her exclamations of relief and deflect her barrage of questions to tell her that Margaret was coming.

"What do you mean, I have to leave?" Sandra said. "What's going on, Eve?"

"Nothing good. I can't talk about it."

"Is John Logan really dead?"

"No. Look, Mom, it's going to be nasty, and until I get it cleaned up, I want you somewhere safe and out of public view."

"Safe? I'm safe here. Joe stops by every other day, and that black and white is parked out in front every night."

"Mom ..." She had to find a way of convincing her. "Do what I ask. Please. It's bad. Trust me. I'm scared of what may happen."

"Scared?" Sandra was silent. "I believe you are scared. I haven't seen you act like this since Fraser--" She broke off and then said, "I want to see you."

"I can't come there. It would only endanger you."

"What are you mixed up in, Eve?"

"I can't tell you that either. Will you do this for me?"

"I have a job. I just can't run off--"

"They'll kill you," she said baldly. "Or they'll use you to kill me. Is that what you want? For God's sake, tell the office you have a family emergency. Believe me, it's true."

"Kill you," Sandra repeated, and for the first time Eve heard fear in her voice. "I'm going to call Joe."

"I'm going to call him myself. But he may not be able to help you. Don't leave the house and don't open the door to anyone but the person I send after you."

"And who is that?"

Christ, what if they found a way to monitor the conversation? She couldn't have Margaret a target. "They'll have ID. I'll fax a picture--" No, her fax machine had been destroyed along with almost everything else in the lab, and besides, a fax might not be safe. "I'll get a photo and information to you somehow." She paused. "And, Mom, don't go anywhere with anyone else, no matter what kind of ID they show you. Not the police, not the FBI or Secret Service. No one."

"When will this person be here?"

"I don't know. Soon. I don't even know how they'll contact you. They may not want to come to the house. Just do what they say. Okay?"

"I'm an adult, Eve. I don't go blindly where I'm led. God knows, I did enough of that when I was growing up." She sighed. "Okay, okay, I'll go along with this. But I wish to hell you'd never heard of John Logan."

"Me too, Mom. Me too."

"And you take care of yourself."

"I will." She paused and then said impulsively, "I love you."

"My God, now I am scared. You don't get sappy very often." She said awkwardly, "I love you too, Eve." She quickly hung up the phone.

Eve pressed the end button on her phone. Expressing affection was still never easy for either of them. There had been too many years of noncommunication during Eve's childhood.

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