You Will Suffer by Alexandra Ivy

Author:Alexandra Ivy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2018-11-12T00:00:00+00:00

Dr. Lewis Booker

Neville Morse

Walter Perry

Ruben Chambers

Colin Guthrie

Barb Adams, Secretary to the Board

The breath hissed between Nate’s teeth. This was the connection. It had to be, right? Neville. Walter. Tia’s father, Ruben Chambers. Barb.

And Ellie’s father.

What the hell?

He dropped the papers on the table, his coffee forgotten as he tried to logically sift through various possibilities. A futile task. He didn’t have enough information to form any theories.

About to return his attention to the remaining papers, Nate was interrupted by the sound of a sharp knock on his front door. With a frown, he made his way through the house. He paused to glance out the window, his frown deepening at the sight of the sheriff’s star painted on the side of the SUV.

Now what?

He took three steps to the side and pulled open the door, revealing the young deputy who was standing on his porch looking distinctly nervous.

“Hello, Clay,” Nate said, his tone impatient.

The deputy cleared his throat. “Nate.”

“Can I help you?”

There was more throat clearing. “Actually, I need you to come to town with me.”

Nate stilled. There was something in the younger man’s voice that warned this wasn’t just a casual request.

“Why?”

“There’s been some trouble at your building.”

His mind leapt to the most obvious conclusion. Especially after what had happened to Ellie’s house.

“A fire?”

The deputy shook his head. “No.”

“Then what?”

Clay shuffled his feet, his discomfort etched on his face. “The sheriff just sent me to fetch you.”

A deepening sense of unease spread through Nate. Why was the deputy being so cagey? Surely if it was a simple case of vandalism the younger man would simply tell him what had happened.

“Fine.” Nate squashed his flare of annoyance. He could get back to his investigation of Hopewell Clinic as soon as he was done dealing with whatever had happened to his building. “I’ll meet you there.”

“I . . .” Clay coughed and flushed. “Okay. I’ll follow you,” he conceded.

Nate grabbed his keys and headed for his truck. It was obvious that Clay had been ordered to get him into town. It was equally obvious that he wasn’t going to tell Nate why. There was no point in delaying the inevitable.

Ignoring the fact that he had an officer of the law on his tail, Nate drove at a speed that made his dashboard rattle and sent a plume of dust spewing behind him. He didn’t like the knowledge that the sheriff had managed to manipulate him by using his hapless deputy. If the man had any spine, he would have come out and faced Nate in person.

His annoyance had reached a boiling point by the time he reached the town square, only to fizzle and die as he turned the corner. His eyes widened and his heart skidded to a halt.

There were enough flashing lights to make a Fourth of July parade proud. The sheriff’s truck was parked front and center, an ambulance parked next to him, along with the fire truck and the coroner’s vehicle. There were also two other deputies there, with their trucks turned to form a barrier to keep back the growing crowd of gawkers.

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