Ghost Horse by Patricia Rosemoor

Author:Patricia Rosemoor [Rosemoor, Patricia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary romantic suspense, Harlequin Intrigue, Fiction
ISBN: 9780373228584
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2005-06-30T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

“Stop!” I shouted, blinded by the brights and trying to move feet that felt rooted to the ground.

The next seconds unraveled in slow motion:

…forcing a foot to step toward the sidewalk…

…the brights looming closer…

…fumbling with the package that escaped my grasp…

…stepping out of the path of the speeding car even as I felt its metal breath…

And then I tripped on the curb and went sprawling.

“Hey, are you all right?” a male voice called.

I blinked and saw a couple running toward me. Strangers. I couldn’t get a breath to answer.

“Call for an ambulance,” the woman said.

The man pulled out his cell phone, but I choked out, “No…not hit.”

“Are you sure?”

“I tripped, but I’m okay.” Bruised from the fall, probably, but not otherwise hurt.

“Let me help you up.”

I took the hand the man offered and let him pull me to my feet. He was an older man with a weathered face and receding hairline, but he was still strong.

His companion, in good physical shape, also, stooped over in the street, saying, “Too bad I didn’t see the guy’s license plate or I’d get the cops after him.”

“Too bad,” I echoed.

Her voice apologetic, the woman offered me the object she’d picked up—a crumpled bag. “I think he ran over this.”

I nodded and looked inside at the smashed horse and thought that could have been me. The back of my throat felt tight and my eyes felt hot. I blinked back tears and fought the undoubtedly normal reaction.

“Reckless driver,” the woman said, shaking her head.

Reckless? I didn’t think so. I was certain whoever had been behind the wheel had meant to hit me. But why? I had no enemies…unless, of course, someone knew why I was here and had reason to hide the truth of Dawn’s disappearance.

Did that mean I was getting close?

Jack Larson had avoided my question about Dawn….

I realized the man and woman were staring at me with concern.

“I really am all right,” I assured them. “But thank you both for your help.”

“You seem to be in shock,” the man said. “You shouldn’t be alone. We can see you home.”

“No, the car is here.”

“Then we’ll walk you to it…but are you sure you’re in any condition to drive?”

I was already scanning the lot for Damian’s dark sedan, but the vehicle eluded me. I frowned. “It’s not here.” We’d parked near the street, but the car was gone.

“You mean someone stole your car?”

“Not mine.”

Where in the world had he gone?

Before I could explain, a vehicle pulled up along the curb and Damian alighted, saying, “Chloe, sorry I’m late.”

“Oh, your husband is here,” the woman said, sounding relieved. “Good.”

“We’ll just get going, then.” To Damian the man said, “Your wife is a lucky woman.”

“Thank you both,” I said again, as the couple headed off across the lot.

“Husband?” Damian asked, sounding piqued. “What’s going on?”

“Their assumption,” I assured him. “They helped me after a car almost hit me.”

His expression changed instantly. “Are you hurt? Should you be on your feet? Let me help you into the car, for God’s sake.

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