The Fifth Assassin by Brad Meltzer

Author:Brad Meltzer [Meltzer, Brad]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Thrillers, Fiction / Thrillers, Fiction
ISBN: 9780446553971
Google: hG_ZTpP6BJIC
Amazon: B007ZFIW44
Barnesnoble: B007ZFIW44
Goodreads: 15789039
Publisher: Hachette Digital, Inc.
Published: 2013-01-15T06:00:00+00:00

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And if you had to rate the pain on a scale of one to ten?” the doctor with the bald head and thin beard asked.

“Probably a five,” Pastor Frick said, walking down the hallway toward his room, on the fourth floor of George Washington University Hospital.

The doctor watched the pastor carefully, motioning for him to walk the hall one last time so he could see how Frick was breathing. “And no shortness of breath?” the doctor asked.

“No. No more problems than I usually had,” the pastor joked, though the doctor, like most doctors, didn’t laugh. It was late. These were clearly the last of the doctor’s rounds.

“What about pain anywhere else?” the doctor asked.

“I told the nurses, I’m sore, but otherwise just fine. The thing I feel worst about is taking this bed. If you need it for someone else—”

“We can spare the bed,” the doctor reassured him, motioning Frick back into his room. As Pastor Frick took a seat on the bed, the doctor pulled his stethoscope from his pocket. “I just need to listen to your lungs and we can—”

There was a loud ringing: the hospital phone on the side table.

From the look on the doctor’s face, plus the late time, he didn’t want Pastor Frick to pick up the phone, but the pastor had been away from the church all day. If someone needed him, or needed help…

“Sorry, it’ll just take a minute,” the pastor promised. “Hello…?” he asked, cradling the phone.

“Pastor Frick, I’m sorry to bother you at this hour, but my name is Tot Westman. I’m working on the investigation of today’s shooting and was just wondering… is now a good time to chat?”

The pastor wanted to help, was determined to help. But he took one look at the doctor, who held up his stethoscope, not even bothering to hide his impatience.

“Actually, is there a way we can do this a little later, or maybe tomorrow?” Frick said into the phone.

“Tomorrow sounds perfect,” Tot replied. “If you want, I can come by first thing in the morning.”

“That’d be great.” Hanging up the phone and turning back to the doctor, he added, “My apologies. Just trying to help them catch who did this.”

“No worries at all,” the doctor replied as he pressed his stethoscope against Pastor Frick’s chest. “We all have our jobs to do.”

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