The Kate Jones Thriller Series 1-4 (Boxed Set) by DV BERKOM

Author:DV BERKOM [BERKOM, DV]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BOX SET
Published: 2012-07-02T07:00:00+00:00

FOUR

"Kate-" Gabby's voice cracked.

"What's wrong?" I clutched the phone, instantly awake and alarmed by the emotion in his voice. I glanced at the clock on my dresser- three a.m.

"Henry's- been hurt." Gabby choked out the words through gut-wrenching sobs.

"How? Where is he?" I pushed myself off the bed, pulled on a pair of shorts and t-shirt, and started hunting for a pair of flip flops. Dread filled my mind.

Not Henry.

"They're taking him to emergency. God, Kate. There was so much blood…"

"Where are you?"

"I-I'm just now leaving."

"Come and get me. I'll drive."

I drove Gabby's Jaguar like a mad woman to the hospital, ignoring stoplights and little things like traffic. Gabby didn't notice. He stared out the window, watching the car's headlights lick at the edges of the pineapple fields.

"What happened?"

Gabby looked dazed, the shock still fresh.

"I found him on the floor by the window. He'd been stabbed multiple times." A tear rolled down his cheek, breaking my heart. "Why would anyone hurt Henry?"

"It can't be anyone who knew him. We all love Henry." An idea I didn't want to acknowledge started to wind its way through my mind. "How did they get in? Isn't your house protected like a bunker?" Gabby had the best security on the market. Apparently, even that wasn't failsafe.

"As soon as the paramedics arrived, I checked the digital feeds before the police showed up. They'd been disabled. The police didn't find any signs of forced entry. One of us must have left something open."

Or Henry knew his attacker.

"Did they take anything?" His answer would tell me if the theory taking root in my mind had any validity.

Gabby nodded. "One of my rarest pieces- a tiki carving from the early fourth century."

That told me it wasn't any of Salazar's thugs. What would they want with a Hawaiian statue? Besides why warn me when they wanted me dead? It would give me a chance to escape. It took them five years to find me in Alaska. I doubted they'd risk losing track again.

The other possibility could be that Alek wanted to hurt Henry, that he thought we were together. Stealing the carving might have been an afterthought, maybe a ploy to throw off law enforcement. Stalkers could be seriously unhinged, especially when it came to jealousy. I'd had a girlfriend in college who'd been a victim. Her stalker didn't let little things like reality or the word 'no' get in his way. Alek's behavior didn't give me any reason to think he was stable.

But was he capable of trying to kill someone?

The hospital had the same death-and-detergent smell I remembered from my childhood. The nurse at the desk told us Henry was in emergency surgery, had been stabilized and would be moved to the ICU soon. Gabby and I found seats in the waiting room, prepared for a long wait.

An hour later, a doctor wearing scrubs and a weary expression approached. His nametag read Dr. Kamaka. He told us Henry was unconscious, but resting in the ICU.

"Unconscious? That's not good, is it?" Gabby looked stricken.

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