Hours to Kill by Susan Sleeman

Author:Susan Sleeman
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romantic Suspense;Mystery fiction | Suspense fiction;FIC042120;FIC042060;FIC027110
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2021-02-09T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

ADDY WAS DISAPPOINTED that they came away from Yahontov’s interview with so little information, and that Cam had imaged Yahontov’s hard drives but the data was encrypted and would take time to crack. She flipped through the remaining surveillance photos, looking for anything to help find Zamora, her head pounding and begging her to take a break, but she wouldn’t. Couldn’t. Not yet. Three days to find the guns before they were deployed in the U.S. Not even three whole days anymore, as the hours were racing by and they’d passed the end of a normal workday. Not that they would quit working. They couldn’t.

She closed her eyes to search her memories, to comb and sift through any fragments. Just like Dr. Galt told her to do. She didn’t know if she’d remembered everything or if there were key elements she was forgetting. And if so, why? Dr. Galt had said since the hypnosis had worked so well that if there were any details missing, they might be connected to further trauma her brain simply didn’t want to remember. There could be some trauma surrounding Zamora, she supposed. But what?

Bear trotted across the family room to join her, his eyes pleading with her. He wanted to sit on her lap again. If time wasn’t of the essence, she would move to the sofa or a comfy chair and let him climb up. But time was their most valuable commodity right now, and she had to use every second wisely. She ruffled his neck and gave him a kiss.

“Bed.” She pointed across the room.

Head hanging, he trudged back to his bed and curled up, his eyes remaining fixed on her.

Mack came down the stairs with a tray filled with spaghetti, green beans, and garlic bread, the pungent smell making her mouth water. He loved to cook and often did so to clear his head and make a plan. Kiley followed with another tray, this one holding dishes and utensils.

They set them on the far side of the table.

Cam stepped over to them, grabbed a plate, and started filling it with food. “I’m starved.”

Mack raised an eyebrow. “You might want to leave a little for others.”

“I did. I did.” He took his plate over to the couch and somehow managed to balance it with his opened laptop.

“Do you sleep with that machine?” Addy asked.

“Sometimes.” He grinned and then shoved the end of the crispy bread into his mouth.

Bear whined from his bed. He wasn’t usually a whiner. Sure, he begged for food at times, but only with his eyes.

“Poor baby. He’s out of sorts.” She looked at the dog’s pitiful face. “I wish I could comfort him, but we have no time.”

“You have to make time to eat, though.” Mack moved her folder aside and set a plate and silverware in front of her.

“I can eat while I review the photos.”

“But you won’t taste my magnificent meal.”

“I promise I will.” She loaded her plate and, after giving thanks for the food, dove into the spaghetti, twirling it up and taking a big bite.

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