Home Everlasting (Holliday Book 3) by Sarah R. Silas

Author:Sarah R. Silas [Silas, Sarah R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-12-12T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIVE

Being named executor of the estate, even for the short term, had increased Mulreedy's already incessant need for a smoke. He had gone through several packs of cigarettes in the few hours after Neederlander had read the will, and the cold sweat he woke up with later that night was even worse.

Growing up in the mountains, in a pretty poor family, he had never had the responsibility of the large ranchers, the medium sized farmers, or even those with businesses. His father, a raging alcoholic who smoked a pipe rather than cigarettes, came home after working on a ranch to a bottle of cheap brandy, and ranted against his boss, the government, and Mulreedy's mother, who loved nothing more than to in with her own bottle of whiskey.

Growing up without the responsibility, the birthright, had given him an empty perspective of what others he knew had. Saul, even in middle school, knew where he stood on his future, while all Mulreedy could do was create his own fortunes. And he did, with medical school and loving his patients.

He stood in the lobby of Beartooth General, nodding at the incoming nurses and patrons, his trigger finger itching his shirt pocket where he had stowed a fresh pack. He gave into the urge and fled outside, stalking past the disapproving stares of the nurses and other doctors. He didn't care that he was setting a bad example, this was a bad time, dammit. Especially considering that Saul still hadn't opened his eyes.

The scans showed that it might have been a massive stroke. The kid's diagnosis was not only wrong, but it was incomplete. He was more than ready to say that it was cancer related, and when he came out of it, he would have to twist Saul's arm about the chemo. Saul should have started it a while ago, and this is what happened when people ignored his orders.

The warm smoke, the smell, the feeling of the filter against his tongue, it was all he needed to calm down. He stared across the parking lot, realizing that Lilith probably didn't need him to be the executor, she was probably on the ranch right now, fixing things and ordering the boys around. She had always had a penchant for that.

An ambulance drove through the parking lot, taking its time to get to the entrance. It was probably empty, but the looks on the driver and his colleague's face told a different story. Whoever was back there was dead. He knew both of them, Gary and Harry, the rhyming names of the town's paramedics. They did it all before the doctors had to swing in at Beartooth General, and most of the town was thankful for it.

"Doc," said Harry, brushing his ashen brown hair out of his eyes and rolling down the window of the ambulance. "We got something here for ya."

"Pretty grueseome too, Doc," chimed in Gary, hopping out and walking to the back. He popped open the doors, swinging them dramatically open and pointed to the corpse that lay inside.

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