Fatal 5 by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Goodreads: 26852548
Published: 2015-11-01T16:00:00+00:00

22

“I’m looking for Jazmin Morningstar,” Anna told the hospital receptionist. She yanked her sliding purse strap back onto her shoulder. “She was brought here by ambulance. I was told to wait, and I’ve been waiting.”

The receptionist stared at her computer screen, drumming the keyboard’s palm rest with her fingernails. “No Morningstar,” she said. She clicked her tongue. “Is that an Indian name?”

“She must be out of the ER by now,” Anna said. On her insistence, Gene had gone to his father’s hospital room. That had been twenty-five minutes ago, and still no one seemed to know where Jazmin was or how seriously she’d been injured. Jazmin. That was it. Jazmin would be using her real name. She’d have to for insurance.

“Anna.” At the sound of her name, Anna turned to see Gene coming up beside her. “You haven’t found her yet?” he asked.

“They keep telling me to wait, she’s probably still in the ER.” Anna looked back at the receptionist. “Jazmin may be under the name Hayley Todd.”

“Spelling?” the woman asked, fingers hovering above the keyboard.

“Todd, double d, Hayley as in Hayley Mills.”

The receptionist typed, paused, then hit the Enter key. “Hayley Mills the actress?”

“Yes.” Anna impatiently beat a rhythm with her shoe. “Anything?”

“Hayley Todd, head injury.”

Anna winced.

“Is she in emergency?” Gene asked.

“She’s been admitted overnight for observation, third floor, room 14. Visiting hours have been extended for Christmas Eve. Elevators are around the corner to your left.”

“Thank you,” Anna said.

“Overnight for observation,” Gene said. “That’s good news.”

“I hope so. I can’t believe I’ve been asking for someone named Jazmin all this time.”

“She would’ve been in the ER until a few minutes ago, anyway.” Gene gestured with his head and they began walking toward the elevator.

“How’s your dad doing?” Anna asked.

“Well. He’s on this floor. He and my sister are talking bookkeeping right now, so I thought I’d make my escape. Are you driving home after you see Jazmin?”

“Yeah, I just want to see if she’s okay.”

“Do you know anything else about what happened?”

“Someone was driving down Russell Street and saw a man attack her. The driver honked and the man ran off, then the driver called the police. Liz told me ten minutes ago.” She pointed down the hall, in the direction of the elevators, where Liz was sitting on a small bench, typing away on the laptop across her knees. “She runs ElkNews.com, the town’s news website.”

“She must be busy lately. First a murder, then an assault, and all before Christmas.”

“There you are,” Liz said, looking up. “I was hoping I’d catch you.”

“Liz, this is Gene Westfall, Roger’s son.”

Liz closed her laptop and stuck out her hand. “Oh yes, Anna’s mentioned you. I’ve heard you’re taking over Buckhorn’s.”

“Word travels that fast?”

“Small town.”

“Have you heard anything more about what happened?” Anna asked.

“My contact—he’s the same guy who told me about Susan—said someone grabbed Jazmin and she fell when they struggled.” She tucked her laptop under her arm and stood. “They think she slipped on ice and her head hit one of the landscape rocks around Dillon’s Saddle and Tack.

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