Combust the Sun by Andrews & Austin

Author:Andrews & Austin [Andrews & Austin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, General, Romance, Lesbian, Mystery & Detective, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781933110523
Google: yqoUAQAACAAJ
Amazon: 193311052X
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2006-09-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

We arrived at Cedars Sinai and went to Barrett's room, which was on the top floor. I asked the nurse guarding her door if Barrett could talk. She wanted to know who we were and furrowed her young brow for emphasis. I pulled a snapshot out of my purse of Barrett and me, arms around each other. "Her sister," I said sweetly and walked past her, knowing I had the age advantage and using it to intimidate her.

"You carry a picture of your 'sister'?" Callie hissed in a decidedly un-cosmic-like moment of jealousy.

"She can't talk long," the nurse warned, and I assured her we'd only stay a moment.

Barrett was propped up slightly, and whoever had bandaged her body probably worked in an Egyptian tomb in his last lifetime. Only Barrett's face was visible.

"I have to ask you to leave...not feeling well," Barrett muttered, almost unintelligibly.

"I'm not feeling too well myself." I yanked the stone out of my pocket and flashed it in front of her eyes. "Because ever since you planted this little time bomb on me, people have been trying to kill me. Now why is that?" I felt bad verbally assaulting a woman who had been physically assaulted, but she was the only one who could answer my questions and, after all, whatever she was involved in had made me a big target. "Start with Frank Anthony, who died clutching a death stone just like this one."

Barrett answered only because she was too weak to fend me off. "Hank Caruthers was on the Marathon board. Frank Anthony was too, but Frank had decided to resign. He knew something illegal was going on at the board level, and he didn't want to be part of it. Caruthers didn't want his old friend to resign. He knew Frank was starstruck, so Caruthers talked Frank into coming out to the studio to discuss his issues and think about staying on. When Frank agreed to come out to L.A., Caruthers called Isaacs, who in turn called me and told me to get Frank Anthony anything he wanted for the weekend. You know, impress him so he'd want to remain on the board. Turned out Frank just wanted to meet starlets for a drink, a few autographs, and a tour of Disneyland. Kind of refreshing, you know? Frank liked Egyptian stuff, so I arranged a private showing with Waterston Evers."

She pointed to a drinking glass with a hospital straw in it. I retrieved it for her. She took a sip, grimacing in pain, and collapsed back onto her pillow. "I'd phoned Frank earlier on several occasions about the prostitutes and the snuff films. I wanted someone to put a stop to it. He said it was all going to stop. The barter deals, the skimming money off the top, everything. He said he knew who was behind it. He had a list of names and some bank information. The last time I called him, he said he was going to talk to the FBI.

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