Pushed Too Far: A Thriller by Ann Voss Peterson & Blake Crouch

Author:Ann Voss Peterson & Blake Crouch [Peterson, Ann Voss & Crouch, Blake]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Thrillers & Suspense, Crime, Murder, Serial Killers, Romance, Romantic Suspense, Crime Fiction, Mystery & Suspense, Suspense
ISBN: 1475148755
Amazon: B007V98EPG
Publisher: AVP
Published: 2012-04-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Sixteen

Of course, it wasn’t that simple.

“Just because a date isn’t entered on Liz Unger’s tombstone doesn’t mean she isn’t buried here.” Val explained to her niece. “All it means is someone failed to have the date carved into the stone.”

Grace cleared the snow in front of the grave marker, as she had with the others, and as with the others, the earth was undisturbed. “But it’s weird, right? Why wouldn’t someone make sure she has a death date?”

Val could think of a lot of reasons. “She might be buried somewhere else. She could have remarried before she died and was interred with her husband. She could have had children and is buried near them. For all we know, she could have retired to Florida and was buried down there.”

“So this doesn’t tell us anything?”

Val gave her niece an encouraging smile. “Actually, it does. It tells us we have some investigating to do. Elizabeth Unger died in a car crash, and as luck would have it, governments all over the country keep track of a lot of things, and fatal car accidents are one of them.”

They climbed back into the car. Possibilities whirled in Val’s head like the whipping wind and left her just as cold. Heater switched to blast furnace, she pulled out her phone and found Harlan Runk’s cell number in her directory.

He answered on the third ring. “Yup.”

“Harlan? It’s Val Ryker.”

“Hiya, sweet cheeks. What can I do ya for?” His words slurred and soft music, voices and clattering tableware sounded in the background.

No doubt the coroner was imbibing his favorite brandy old fashioned sweets at the supper club. She hoped he was sober enough to remember what she was about to tell him. And act on it. “I need you to do something for me.”

“I’ll be right over.”

“I’m not in Lake Loyal, Harlan, and this has to do with work.”

“You’re breaking my heart, honey pot. But I can’t deny you anything. What do you need?”

“I need you to request some medical records and compare them to what’s left of Jane Doe.”

“Jane Doe’s got no teeth. Without teeth, it’s a long shot.”

“Actually the whole thing is a long shot, Harlan. But I’m desperate.”

“I like the sound of that.”

She stifled a groan. “The bones have a fracture that matched a broken wrist Kelly had. Can you use that to compare?”

“I seem to remember that. Yup.”

“So you’ll do the comparison?”

“First thing in the morning. You’ve got my word, princess. Now to whom am I comparing?”

“Elizabeth Unger. She’s Kelly Lund’s aunt on her mother’s side. If I find anything else, I’ll let you know.” She thanked him and hung up.

Exiting the cemetery was easier, thanks to the tire ruts they made going in and the fact that they were now headed downhill. Val took Highway 14 Southeast to Palatine, then joined 53 and blended into Interstate 290.

They’d almost reached the turnoff to Bensenville when Grace finally spoke. “I don’t want to stay somewhere without you.”

She hadn’t yet told Grace anything about her

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