Tracking Shadows (Shadows of Justice 4) by Black Regan

Author:Black, Regan [Black, Regan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-08-28T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

The dreams turned into nightmares as bad as they'd been immediately after the accident. His skin blistered and raw, the slightest move had him crying out in pain. He fought his way to the surface, and rolled out of bed, sweating and angry that Trina had dredged all this up.

She'd seemed morally offended that he hadn't sent her a post card or email telling her he'd lived.

As if that had been possible. He'd been fighting for his life. The spray-on skin had erased most of his burns and the remaining scars were always concealed so no one could point to a single distinction that might identify him as the Slick Micky. The unexpected infection in his seared lungs had kept him hospitalized. The doctors had all but given up, unable to identify the cause and cure the infection. He hadn't thought about this in years. Didn't want to think about it now. He scrubbed at the rough, puckered scar tissue on his chest. With the startling force of a flash-bang grenade, remembered details of his past clicked into context with the present.

He yanked on jeans and grabbed a shirt, pulling it over his head as he ran, barefoot, up to the infirmary.

The tile was cool under his feet as he barreled into the empty nurse's office. Hands on the keyboard, he was trying to break her password while his foot worked to drag her chair into place.

Having succeeded with the chair, but failing with the password, he called down to security. "Unlock the nurse's computer."

"Oh, no," she said from behind him. "You will not breach patient privacy. Sir," she added with plenty of disrespect.

He dropped the phone to plead his case. "I only want my file!" He jumped out of the chair and rolled it closer to her. "And the report about whatever substance I inhaled."

She glared at him.

"Please." He gently nudged her into the chair and rolled her back to the desk.

"Doc told you to look at the analysis and report."

"I did look."

He let her rail at him, only half listening while she called up the information he needed. It was the first real lead he'd had on defining who was sabotaging his operation. He wasn't about to slink out just because she was angry.

"Can we switch?" He was trying to read as she clicked quickly from screen to screen.

"No. I'm printing it out for you. Patient Privacy." Micky mimicked the words as she said them, bouncing impatiently as her printer spit out one slow page at a time. He made a mental note to get her an upgrade.

"Thank you!" He smacked a kiss to the top of her head. Finally he had every page of the report on the new drug, his own health history, and the chemical breakdown of the substance in the packing material.

He found the nearest bed and used it as a table, hoping the facts lined up with his theory.

"I'm going back to bed," the nurse announced.

"Sweet dreams," he called after her. "Wait!" He braved her darkest glare.

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