The Edgars Family Romantic Suspense Series 2 by Suzanne Ferrell

Author:Suzanne Ferrell [Ferrell, Suzanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Suzanne Ferrell Productions

7

What was taking so long? Abigail peeped around the corner for the hundredth time since Luke and Ben went to the kitchen. Her ears strained to hear anything unusual coming from that direction.

Nothing. That was a good thing. No gunfire, no one getting hurt.

“Find something else to think about,” Castello’s gravelly voice softly said from behind her.

“I can’t. All I can think of is him hurt. Bleeding. No one to help him.” And it was, the image played over in her head like a damn newsreel from the forties. Her gaze met the Marshal’s over her shoulder. “And there’s nothing I can do to help him. I feel useless.”

“You’re not useless. In fact, there’s something you can do, none of the rest of us can,” Castello stared straight into her eyes with the cool calmness of his warm brown eyes. “Focus on the waiter you recognized upstairs.”

Of course! Frank was right. Luke would need to know who was behind this once they were out of here. If they knew who they were, they’d also know their agenda. She was the only one who had a clue who these crazies were and only she could access that information for him. Right now, she needed to be doing something, anything, to help and to keep her fear for Luke at bay.

With one last glance down the hall where Luke had disappeared, she leaned back against the wall, willing her body to relax. Inhaling slowly, then letting the air out, she focused her mind to pull up the latest image of the waiter. The startled expression, quickly covered by a snarl of the lip and hatred, yes, actual hatred in his eyes.

That was the look she’d seen before. At a rally.

Luke, Frank and Jake had insisted she study film and photos of every foreign and homegrown fanatic group on the current watch lists. They’d known the ball would draw an eclectic group of people, especially since several of the Joint Chiefs were scheduled to appear at the hotel’s grand opening gala. Its Naval history theme would draw in not only tourists, but military families and other dignitaries, such as arms manufacturers with military contracts. They’d hoped her memory would help them locate the possible weapons supplier, especially if he approached Bricker at the ball. Now she’d use those to figure out who was behind tonight’s attack.

Quickly, she flipped through thousands of images, searching for any that had rallies going on. There were four. Two she dismissed because they were obviously foreign groups in other countries. One appeared to be focused on protesting at military bases. The fourth was the one she was looking for.

Putting aside the image of the waiter’s dead body, she searched through still shots her brain had made of the rally videos for the one she’d remembered seeing when she bumped into the man upstairs.

There it was. She studied it carefully. The same hate-filled eyes and the snarled lip. He held an AK-47 up in the air the same as others in the group.

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