Even If It Kills Her by Kate White

Author:Kate White
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2017-10-31T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

“No, no, I won’t let you,” I said. “Uh, besides I have my car with me. I can’t abandon it here.”

“I’ll figure it out, Bailey. Tell me where you’re staying.”

“Um, let me think for a second. I’m not up for driving but there may be a way for me to get back on my own.”

I couldn’t believe that I was now considering beating a retreat to Manhattan, and yet what choice did I really have? I wasn’t all that functional, Jillian had told me to cease and desist, there was only a slim chance the dog would turn up, and if it did, the police—and that mood bomb Belinda Bacon—would be even more irked with me than they already were. There was also the obnoxious little fact that someone seemed to want me dead.

“Maybe I could leave my car here and come back for it in a week or so. I could take a bus back to Manhattan.” Though based on how flushed I looked, I might be thrown off as a possible Ebola carrier.

“A bus? God forbid, no, I won’t hear of it. Now give me the name of the inn and town where it’s located.”

I coughed it up without further protest.

“Thank you, Landon,” I said before I signed off. “I can’t tell you how much this means to me.”

I fell into another deep sleep after that, and when I woke at four, I discovered that my cell had nearly blown up with texts and phone calls, none of which I’d heard in my stupor. Beau had called once and texted twice, begging me to make contact. Both Hague and Kordas had texted to check on my condition, ironic in that one of them might be responsible for it.

There was also a text from Landon—from fifteen minutes ago—saying he’d arrive in two hours to transport me home, though no hint of how. I just prayed he hadn’t arranged for me to be medevacked by chopper or something else totally extreme.

After texting Beau to say I was heading back to the city and would be home by this evening (and resisting the urge to add, “There, happy now?”), I lurched toward the bathroom and managed a five-minute shower, holding my bandaged left arm out on the other side of the curtain. The hot water did an excellent job of soothing my miserable muscles. By the time I toweled off, I felt vaguely human again. I could see now that my physical discomfort was going to come and go in waves, partly due to the timetable for taking the medication, but also because that’s how the rabies vaccine seemed to play with my system.

It was a few minutes later, as I was tossing clothes into my duffel bag, when I noticed the envelope lying on the floor, a few inches from the space beneath the door. I picked it up and tore the flap back. The note, as I’d surmised, was from Jillian, written on stationary with the inn’s name at the top and the sketch of a bunny in the corner.

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