Uncertain Terms by Jenna Bennett

Author:Jenna Bennett [Bennett, Jenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Magpie Ink

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By the time we got home, it was dark, and Alexandra hadn’t called me. Nor had Rafe, or for that matter Darcy. I couldn’t call Rafe, who was surrounded by other men and no doubt having a great time while they were waiting for their missing gang member to stop by and start shooting. He’d call me when he was ready. And I didn’t want Alexandra to feel like I was nagging her. She’d call when she was ready, too.

But Darcy I could call. So I did.

It took a couple of rings, and then she answered. “Hello?”

“It’s Savannah,” I said. “Are you all right?”

“Fine.” I could hear rustling noises, as if she’d been lying down. She hadn’t been asleep, though. The TV was on in the background, and now she muted it. “What’s up?”

“I wondered whether you were up for another trip tomorrow.”

She sounded a little suspicious. Probably wanted to ensure she wouldn’t have another experience like today. “Where?”

“Back to Nashville. To prison.”

“Prison?”

“I was having dinner with my mother and Audrey,” I said, “and they suggested that we talk to Denise Seaver. She was an OB-GYN in Columbia for many years, until—”

“I remember,” Darcy said. “I heard the story last fall.”

“Then you know that she helped to facilitate many of the illegal adoptions at St. Jerome’s. But she was also, legitimately, a doctor here in Maury County, and Mother thought that if anyone would remember Ora Sweet—or whatever her name really was—Denise Seaver would.”

“And we have to go to prison to talk to her?”

“You don’t have to,” I told her. “I can go on my own. I just thought maybe you’d like to come. Just in case there’s something you’d like to ask her.”

She hesitated, and I added, “She might not want to talk to me. I’m the reason she’s in prison, after all. I could get there, and have her refuse to see me. But she might be willing to talk to you.”

“I don’t know...” Darcy said.

“I checked their visiting hours. They’re open for visitors from eight-thirty to three-thirty tomorrow.”

“I suppose it might be worth a try...”

It was definitely worth a try. Mother was right: if anyone remembered anything, it would be Denise Seaver. We just had to find out if she could be persuaded to talk.

“If you’d like to think about it before you tell me one way or the other,” I told Darcy, “you can get back to me later. Or tomorrow morning. The checkpoint closes at ten and opens again at eleven-thirty, and then closes again between one-thirty and two-thirty. We’d have to get there at a time when it’s open. I was thinking of getting there by ten, just to get the visit out of the way,” and because I was curious and didn’t think I could wait any longer than I had to. “But I could be talked into making it later, if you didn’t want to leave that early. It’ll take us more than an hour to get there.”

“No,” Darcy said. “Let’s go early.

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