Stolen Child by Jane M. Choate

Author:Jane M. Choate
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2020-03-05T16:44:00+00:00

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Before Rachel and Shelley left the hospital, they found Grey’s doctor, the same one who had treated him after the explosion.

“Your friend was very fortunate,” the dark-haired woman said. “Not only did the bullet go through soft tissue, it also didn’t nick anything vital. We’re giving him antibiotics to keep infection at bay.

“He’s young and strong and should be out of here tomorrow,” the doctor said. “If he wasn’t in such superb physical condition, it might be a different story. I know I won’t be able to keep him much longer at any rate. When I learned that he’d cauterized the wound himself, I knew we were dealing with an extraordinary man.”

“You’re right, Doctor,” Rachel said. “He is an extraordinary man.” Aware of Shelley fixing a speculative look on her, she dipped her head.

The doctor stopped, took a breath, then continued on in her rapid-fire fashion. “By the way, how are your hands? I heard from the emergency doctor that they were in bad shape. You know to keep them wrapped for the next few days, right?”

Rachel nodded. She hadn’t thought much about her hands; she’d been too concerned for Grey. “They’ll be okay. Just a bit sore.” Actually, they ached horribly, along with her chest where her opponent had kicked her, but complaining about either wouldn’t do any good. The doctor who had treated her had strapped her ribs to keep the pain down and make movement easier.

“Take care of yourself and your friend. I’d like not to see either of you again for at least this week.” A quick grin. “You’re making me look bad.”

“Thank you, Doctor.”

Shelley dropped Rachel off at home to shower, change clothes and pick up her own vehicle. Grey’s rental truck was out of commission. The police were already taking the tangos’ SUV apart, looking for any evidence it might hold. She didn’t expect they’d find anything. The men were too smart to leave anything incriminating behind.

The bandages wrapped around her palms made driving awkward, but she managed. She wanted information on the men who had done their best to kill her and Grey.

She headed to the police station, then had to wait for Detective Lannigan to see her, so she spent a few moments looking around the station house. She was no stranger to police stations, and this one was no different from the others she’d been in. The tortured hum of an overworked air conditioner, the staccato-like clatter of out-of-date keyboards, the pad of shoes on vinyl flooring. The occasional raised voice punctuated the otherwise tedious tempo of office life.

In many ways the station resembled an FBI office, only Bureau employees were required to dress in dark suits. The thought caused a small smile to find purchase on her lips. She didn’t miss the dress code at all.

Detective Lannigan ushered her into his office. His rushed speech was even more hurried than usual, and he scratched his chin in rhythm with his words. “Sorry to keep you waiting. You and Nighthorse have kept us plenty busy, and I’m still playing catch-up.

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