Sweet Danger by Cheryl Pierson

Author:Cheryl Pierson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cheryl Pierson

Chapter Seventeen

Outside, Ryan Lucas paced and cussed, which he didn't find to be doing him any good. It wasn't even helping him think of a viable solution. His mind was occupied with what might be happening inside that hellhole—the place that had once been his favorite eatery—Abe Silverman's pride and joy.

Now, the crusty old man would be lucky to ever walk without aid, and Mary was gone somewhere far away in her mind. Officer Amy Tanner had ridden with her to the hospital, phoning him once they'd settled the elderly woman in her room. The baby was doing well, Amy had reported, but Mrs. Silverman was still glassy-eyed and unresponsive, for the most part.

Then, there were the two kids, Jeremy Tate and Amanda Delaney. Alive and unhurt, their parents effusive in praise of the department and how things had been handled so far. Even though he'd managed to get two of the children out, six remained. In his heart, he couldn't count it a victory, not until the balance of the children were safe.

He also could not forget the loss of Jennifer Riley. Though she had died due to hemorrhaging, he felt somehow responsible for her, as well. No, it would never be a total victory. Not even a partial one, at this point. Not until Jesse and the others were safe. He was beginning to believe that might not happen, except for one possibility.

Abe Silverman had been spouting some crazy talk about tunnels that ran beneath a good part of Oklahoma City. He would've chalked it up to the incoherent ravings of an old man in incessant pain, but, ironically, for something that Tabor Hardin had mentioned.

He's been at this location for at least forty years, Ryan. Knows the place inside and out.

Ryan stopped pacing and stood quietly, staring at nothing. What if it were true? What if? How would it matter if it was true? Could the SWAT team find their way through the unfamiliar, unused maze? Were the tunnels even negotiable? How could it be done? What if it is true?

His mind twisted through its own labyrinth of questions, unanswerable if he didn't at least try to find out if what Abe Silverman had said had merit. If these tunnels existed, as Abe had insisted, there should be a plat somewhere in the archives. He brushed the idea away, but it returned, niggling at his mind. How else were they to know where to go and how to even get into them? Through the sewer? Would the city workers know about the tunnels?

He gave a snort of self-disgust.

Getting a bit ahead of yourself, aren't you, Ryan?

First, he had to find out if the tunnels even existed. If they did—what was in them now? They could be filled with water, or collapsed.

Or they could provide the means to save every hostage inside the deli. He couldn't take a chance on phoning Jack Rawlins since Hardin's gang could have a monitor. Damn it, he needed some answers, and he couldn't wait around for them.

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