Hold Your Breath (Search and Rescue) by Katie Ruggle

Author:Katie Ruggle [Ruggle, Katie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Sourcebooks Casablanca
Published: 2016-04-04T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

The next morning, Lou called Ian as soon as she figured it was late enough to be considered a reasonable hour. For some reason, pissing off a member of the local, potentially murderous MC seemed like a bad idea. Despite her patience, he didn’t answer. When the call went to voice mail, she left a message asking him to call her back.

Although it was Saturday, Callum had headed to his office at Station One early that morning. He’d mentioned needing to catch up on paperwork. Even though he didn’t say that he was behind because he spent so much time dealing with her problems over the last few days, Lou felt a guilty pang, knowing she was the reason he was working on a weekend.

He’d delayed leaving, standing next to the mudroom door as he’d eyed her with an unreadable expression. He’d been jangling his keys in a nervous, very-un-Callum-like motion.

“What?” she’d asked.

His eyebrows had pinched together. “Maybe I shouldn’t go.”

“Why not?”

“I’d rather not leave you here alone while that Brent asshole is roaming around.”

Walking over to where he stood, she’d given him a light push. “Go. I’ll be fine. I have my phone, and I’ll call you if anything happens. I’ll even set your alarm.” He’d had a security system installed in his house the day before. How he’d managed to do that on such short notice after a snowstorm was a mystery. That promise had done the trick, though, and he’d reluctantly headed to Station One.

To occupy her jittery brain while she waited for Ian to return her call, Lou started on the list of contacts for the support groups. She began with the diabetes list, but she was connected to voice mail for the first several phone numbers. On the fifth call, someone answered, but he flatly refused to share information about group members. The next live voice she’d reached was the husband of the group coordinator. He knew the time and place of the next meeting, but couldn’t tell Lou anything other than that. After that, call after call went to voice mail.

Ending the latest fruitless call, she sighed. This investigative work was frustrating. She figured it made sense that not many people answered, though, since it was Saturday morning. Punching in the next number, this one for a group that met in the nearby town of Otto, she hit “send” and waited for the recorded message.

“Hello?”

The live female voice startled Lou, and she sat up straight. “Oh, hi! Sorry, I wasn’t sure if I’d get anyone on a Saturday. I had a question about the Otto Diabetes Support Group?”

“Sure!” The voice warmed. “I’m Mary Dorring, the coordinator. Were you interested in joining us? We get together at seven on Tuesday evenings, in the Otto Library’s meeting room.”

“Hi, Mary. I’m Lou. I’m actually calling about my uncle.” She figured she’d stick with the uncle story she’d concocted at the VA clinic. It was a little lame, but she couldn’t think of any other way to find out someone’s identity when she didn’t know his name.

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