Irreparable Harm (Sasha McCandless Legal Thriller Book 1) by Miller Melissa F

Author:Miller, Melissa F. [Miller, Melissa F.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9780983492719
Publisher: Brown Street Books
Published: 2011-04-17T16:00:00+00:00

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Sasha hurried through the lobby and shot up the stairs to her office. Her goal was to make it to her desk chair without being seen and assess the damage to her face in private.

She charged past Lettie’s desk at a near-run and didn’t stop when Flora called her name. Once inside her office, she slammed the door shut and pulled out her makeup mirror for a look. It was about as bad as she had imagined.

Her split and swollen lip would be back to its normal size within a day or two, and she could cover the break with lipstick. But the bruises on her cheek would last longer on her pale skin. Much longer, probably. They would fade to green, then linger for a while as pale yellow smudges. Finally, they would turn brown and then disappear. She’d have to put her makeup on with a trowel if she wanted to cover those.

She worked her way down. There were distinct finger-shaped marks, already black, on her throat near her collarbone.

The intercom on the desk phone beeped, interrupting her survey of her injuries.

She jabbed the speaker button with a finger. “Yes?”

“Uh, Sasha? An Agent Connelly called four times for you while you were gone. He said to call him as soon as you got in. He sounded kinda mad.”

“Anything else?”

“Um, Naya Andrews called and said to please let her know when you were back. So I just did that, okay?”

“Sure. Fine. Is that it?”

“Everyone left messages. I put them by your phone.”

Sasha glanced down at her desk. There was a thick stack of pink message slips beside the phone’s base. But no overnight package.

“Did the mailroom come around with deliveries yet?”

“Um, I think so? But, nothing came for you.”

“Are you sure?”

Sasha could hear her shuffling through papers. “I’m sure. The only thing here is a bunch of legal journals.”

“Okay. If anything comes in later, bring it right in, please.”

“Will do. Uh, do you mind if I take off a little early for lunch? Janet should be back in about twenty minutes. I can forward your phone to reception.”

“That’s fine.” The only thing she really trusted Flora to do was to bring her mail in. Since she apparently hadn’t gotten any, she had no immediate need for the fill-in secretary.

She hit the button to disconnect harder than she needed to.

Where was Warner’s package? And where was Connelly?

She picked up the phone to try him again. Put it right back down because there were two quick raps on her door.

Without waiting for an answer, Naya plowed into the office and pulled the door shut.

“Mac, how’d it go with...oh, sweet lord, what happened to you?” Naya’s hand flew up to her throat.

“I was attacked in the stairwell at the courthouse.”

“What!?”

“You should see the other guys.”

Naya didn’t laugh. “Mac, are you okay? Did you call the police?”

“I’m fine, Naya, really. And I have a call into a federal agent.”

What the hell’s going on, Mac?”

Sasha rubbed her eyes. They burned from lack of sleep.

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