Not Just a Cowboy (Texas Rescue) by Caro Carson

Author:Caro Carson [Carson, Caro]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-09-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

It’s not that dangerous.

Right. Easy for Luke to say, hard for Patricia to believe. She’d turned her handheld radio to the town’s emergency frequency and deciphered enough to know there was no fire. The rain had caused some already-damaged buildings to collapse. Power lines that weren’t downed by the hurricane were down now. It sounded like Luke and the rest of the crew were being called upon to use those axes and sledgehammers. Not that dangerous.

Patricia sat at her desk, resolved to put firefighters out of her mind. She had a hospital to run—or rather, to help Karen to run. Updating her records for Texas Rescue hadn’t taken very long, so Patricia didn’t mind reviewing the areas Karen was supposed to manage, too.

The hurricane had come through Sunday night. It was now Thursday, and the hospital was running nicely on autopilot. Outpatient, inpatient, emergency: all shifts were covered, all equipment functional. Supply lines had been established. Personnel were departing and arriving as scheduled.

In other words, she had nothing to do. There were no Texas Rescue problems to solve at the moment. There was no firefighter to distract her.

Patricia had time to work on her personal problems, then. She’d left Austin with a banking issue unresolved. Specifically, money was disappearing from the trust fund she shared with her father. Since neither one could withdraw money without the other one’s signature, it had to be a banking error, one she’d caught and reported on Friday. It should have been resolved when the banks opened on Monday, Patricia had been running a hospital in a town with no cell-phone service, so she had no way to verify it.

Out of habit, she checked her cell phone again. Nothing.

She looked over to Karen Weaver’s desk. The hospital had one phone that could make outgoing calls by a special satellite uplink. It was not for personal use. Patricia repeated that rule to others regularly.

Still, it was tempting. Patricia couldn’t have a conversation with the bank, not with clerks coming and going, but she could dial the automatic teller and check the balance on her account. That would tell her if the problem had been rectified. One quick call. Karen would never know, because she never asked for itemized bills. She’d never see the number that had been dialed.

Disgusted with herself for even thinking of misusing Texas Rescue resources, Patricia left the tent. The Cargill fortune had survived through one hundred and fifty years of Texas history. It would survive this week.

The original Cargill millionaire, her several-greats grandfather, had made sure of that. Cliff Cargill had set up all kinds of rules to protect his money, and generations later, most of those rules still held.

The entire fortune was tied up in trust funds. Perhaps he’d done it to keep his children together, but Cliff had set up the trust fund so that no one family member could spend a dime. Three legal signatures were required to disperse any funds. His descendants had to sink or swim together.

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