Body of Evidence (Evidence Series) by Rachel Grant

Author:Rachel Grant [Grant, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: North Korea, Romantic Suspense, JPAC, forensic archaeology, Political, Hawaii, US Attorney, Romance, archaeology
Publisher: Rachel Grant
Published: 2013-07-30T14:00:00+00:00

MARA WRAPPED HER arms around her middle and shivered. “Can we hit the road again?”

Curt nodded, then reached to straighten a tie he wasn’t wearing. “I’m going to miss tomorrow anyway. Let’s find a motel. Get some decent sleep.”

“But we need to get back. The smallpox bomb—”

“Lee’s finding out what he can, and getting five or six hours of sleep won’t make much difference but will make for safer driving tomorrow.”

Her bones, or maybe it was her soul, ached as she climbed into the passenger seat. The interior heat hit her chilled skin and enveloped her in a cocooning warmth.

She was in a daze, reeling from all that Curt had told her. Had her uncle really used legislative bribes to get Stanford to admit her?

Why hadn’t she ever wondered about the miraculous scholarship? She’d just accepted it as her due. Her due. She was a self-pitying, self-absorbed teen who thought no one had ever had to deal with a trauma as bad as hers.

She’d been embarrassed, even ashamed, over the years as she healed, grew, and came to her senses. But none of that felt nearly like the shame she felt now.

Had she taken a scholarship from a more needy student? Stolen a spot in her class from someone who’d worked harder and deserved it more?

Or was Curt wrong? Maybe her essay and interview really had been brilliant, had proven her drive and brains and garnered her not only acceptance and a scholarship but also a plum job in the library, where she could study during her shift and was rarely bothered by students.

Oh shit. Her Stanford-educated brain had to admit that when put that way, the math didn’t add up.

They reached an exit, and Curt left the interstate without comment. She pulled her knees to her chest as he passed two big-name motel chains to the center of the rural community. “I doubt they have by-the-hour motels here. We need a mom-and-pop place,” he said.

A few minutes later, he found a tiny, eight-room motel perched at the edge of the main road. The neon vacancy sign glowed like a beacon and looked like it dated to the 1950s—which had to be when the motel was built.

Together they approached the night window. He hit the buzzer. Was it less than twenty-four hours ago they’d done the same thing in Tucson? But then she’d been all over him. She’d wanted him, wanted to be his lover, even if only for an hour in a sleazy motel.

Now sex was the furthest thing from her mind.

Lights came on in the room beyond the window, and a boy—he couldn’t be more than twelve—appeared. He yawned and slid a piece of paper through a hole in the windowpane. “We’ve only got one room left.” His eyes drifted from Curt to Mara. “A single. That okay?” The question was cursory—the boy went through the motions of his job with the sleepy movements of an often-repeated task.

“Fine,” Curt said. “Cash okay?”

The boy nodded. “Just fill out the card and give your license plate.

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