Nowhere Safe by Nancy Bush

Author:Nancy Bush [Bush, Nancy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Suspense
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp.
Published: 2014-01-10T05:00:00+00:00

September pulled into the parking lot outside Emergency at Laurelton General, wheeled into an available spot, stamped on the parking brake and climbed out of the car. Jake jumped out of his side and soon they were hurrying toward the Emergency Room doors in tandem.

“I’m looking for Stefan Harmak. He was brought in by ambulance,” September said to the first person she saw in scrubs, a nurse or nurse’s aide. She flashed her ID.

“Oh . . . uh . . . Can you check with Maura? She’s in admissions.” The young woman waved vaguely in the direction of the cubicles along the west wall as she headed toward an outer hallway and elevators that led to the interior of the hospital. Most of the admittance cubicles were empty but there was a middle-aged woman inside one, helping a man who was sitting on the opposite side of the desk from her.

“Excuse me,” September interrupted, earning her an annoyed look from the woman until her eyes focused on September’s ID. “I’m looking for a gunshot victim, Stefan Harmak.”

She nodded. “Go right on through the double doors. There’s a button to push on the wall that—”

“I know the drill. Thanks.”

As they moved toward the double doors, Jake murmured, “You’re kinda good at being a hard-ass.”

“Act like you’re my partner.” She punched the large, square button and the doors swung outward.

“You want me to be the good cop?”

“I want you to be the silent cop.”

For the second time this week September was looking for Stefan in one of the curtained rooms, but she didn’t have to look far. There was a flurry of activity at one of the rooms at the far side of the ward, closer to the doors that led to the OR. They were clearly prepping him for surgery.

Verna stepped out, her hand to her mouth, staring at what was presumably Stefan behind the curtain.

“Verna,” September said, and the older woman whipped around at the sound of her name.

“Nine,” she gulped. Her face was ravaged and her jacket and pants looked hastily donned. She threw herself into September’s arms and started bawling, acting as if they were old friends when in reality they’d barely tolerated each other. It was the first time in September’s memory that she’d called her by her nickname. “He’s not doing well. There’s internal damage in . . . in his chest. . . .”

“Is he awake?” September asked.

She nodded and then pulled back, clasping September’s hand and dragging her closer. Stefan was on his back staring at the ceiling and the doctor was talking to him, telling him they were about to operate.

“Stefan,” Verna said, a catch in her voice. “September’s here.”

Stefan’s gaze moved to her.

“I’m going to find who did this,” she told him.

“She took my van,” he said, forming each word with an effort.

“She?” September questioned.

“. . . at the mall and . . . she came over . . . got in the van.”

“At the mall?” she repeated as he exhaled heavily. Mind racing, she asked, “This person—woman—got into your van at the mall, and then .

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