Jack Be Nimble: The Crystal Falcon Book 3 by Ben English

Author:Ben English [English, Ben]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gargoyle, forensic, terrorists, drug trade, malcolm reynolds, Suspense, colombia, san francisco, fiction adult romance, Fiction, Humor, fiction alternate history, alonzo, Dean Koontz, Jack, slapstick, tyro, thriller, firefly, fiction spy espionage, Jack Flynn, Adventure, Mercedes, falcon, contemporary womens fiction, mystery, supersonic, sun tzu, havana, joseph finder, Cuba, Espionage, California, action, the crystal falcon, endometriosis, Jack Be Nimble
Published: 2011-10-05T22:00:00+00:00

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There was a pale blue hospital paging phone across the hall from her prep room on the first floor. Before his resolve failed completely, Jack stepped to it and read the directions. All the phone extensions at Stanford used 5-digit combinations. Stabbing at the numbers, he found himself breathing thickly, a heaviness in his throat.

Pick up, he thought furiously through the wired glass across the hall.

The two other women in the room helped Mercedes sit facing the door and began to prep her lower back. Jack remembered from one book or another that the nature of the procedure suggested several ways to anesthetize the patient. The thought of that long needle going into her brought a sudden weakness to him, and he almost forgot himself when one of the attendants picked up the phone.

“Yes, hello. This is Jack Flynn, I’m an acquaintance of Miss Adams. I know she’s going into surgery now, but is there any way I could speak to her first? You know, offer encouragement.”

The woman on the other end paused. This sounds so pathetic, Jack wailed inside. There’s no way they’ll—

“Why yes. I think that might be a good idea, Mr. Flynn. She could use a friendly voice. Just a moment.”

They withdrew the needle and eased Mercedes down and back onto some kind of pillow. Jack watched, nearly unable to breathe, as the attendant handed the phone to Mercedes.

“Hello?”

“Hi. I just wanted to wish you luck.”

He wished the angle gave him a better idea of exactly what emotion passed over Mercedes’ face. Maybe it was the shot, maybe.

“You’re calling me from the plane? How’d you know I’d be here, Jack? You weren’t supposed to know--” and she gasped, a short cry of honest pain that nearly drove Jack to his knees. “You weren’t supposed to know about any of this. I didn’t say anything.” Jack dared a look across the hall. She was gritting her teeth, or trying to smile. “Who told you? Can’t you just leave me alone?”

“I will, I wanted to help. I--” This wasn’t going right, not at all. What was he doing? Jack was only peripherally aware of the other figures in the “make ready” room. It would take so little for him to be at her side. Just put down the phone and cross the hall. His temple and jaw hurt, and he realized he was pressing the phone against his face.

Her voice was beginning to soften, and Jack knew her attention was shifting inward, her body preparing for the invasion of the laser and surgical tools. “Look, if you know what I’ve got, I mean why I’m in here –” She hesitated again, and Jack watched pain work lines across her face and neck. “Jack, I probably can’t have any, I mean, I can’t be your—or if you ever want to have kids,” her eyes were closed, and Jack watched as one of the attendants moved to take away the phone.

The curtain behind the window jerked. Almost, but not quite shut. He could still see her face.

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