No Harm (The Kate Teague Mysteries Book 1) by Hornsby Wendy

Author:Hornsby, Wendy [Hornsby, Wendy]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: MysteriousPress.com/Open Road
Published: 2011-11-28T16:00:00+00:00

Kate manuevered her mother’s big black Chrysler through the toll gate at the entrance to the hospital parking lot, pulling into the first available space. The last movement of her favorite Copland symphony was playing on the radio and she wanted to stay and listen to the end. But with the air-conditioner off, even the tinted windows couldn’t keep the heat from quickly invading the interior, and she was soon forced out. Conscientiously, only because it wasn’t her car, she made sure the doors were locked.

Humming, to finish the music in her mind, she waited for a break in traffic so she could cross the drive. In the dusky light, she saw Lieutenant Tejeda sitting on a bench by the opposite curb. Eyes closed, hands folded across his slightly rounded stomach, long legs stretched out in front of him, he seemed to be listening to a symphony of his own.

The street lights along the drive began to glow, making little headway against the gathering night. Kate hardly cast a shadow as she stopped in front of Tejeda. “Sleeping on city time?”

“The mind is still working.” He sat upright, moving over to make room for her on the concrete bench. “How you doing? Your eye looks better.”

“Thanks.” She sat beside him, putting Miles’s bundle on the bench between them and handed Tejeda Sy Ratcher’s condo plans. “I don’t know if this will lead you anywhere, but this is something Mother was involved with when she died.”

He unrolled the plans and looked at them quickly. “What is it?”

“A pipe dream.”

“Sy Ratcher,” he said knowingly. “Thanks. I’ll look into it.”

“What did you come here to talk about?” Kate asked.

“Your Uncle Miles.” He leaned back against the bench. “If he wakes up there are some things I want to ask him. But the condition he’s in, I doubt he’ll talk to me.”

“But he will talk to me?”

“More likely.”

The sound of a car engine made her look up; there was something familiar about it. A big, dark car came backing down the parking aisle in front of her, going too fast.

“Look at that jerk,” Tejeda said. “They see a parking space that will save them ten steps and they’ll kill for it. At least he could turn on his lights so people could see him coming.”

Just then a little pickup backed into the car’s path, forcing it to swerve crazily. Listing to one side, the car bumped the curb bordering some landscaping, two wheels gouging a crooked furrow through the marigolds. Finally, the car found the pavement again, pausing a moment for its shocks to absorb the bounce.

Kate picked up some of the excitement of the crowd around her, trying to anticipate what this driver might do next. With no lights on, she thought, it was the blackness of the car that gave drama to the situation. Even the car’s windows were tinted black. Then she looked again, disbelief clouding her perception. She edged forward for confirmation.

“It’s not possible,” she gasped. “That’s my mother’s car.”

“Who’s driving it?”

“I am.

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