Cook, Robin - Mortal Fear by Cook Robin

Author:Cook, Robin
Language: eng
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"Thank you," Jason said. "I appreciate your time."

"Not at all," Sebastion said with a smile. "Well, got to circulate." He

stood up, shook hands, and told them to come back again.

Then he moved

off.

"I can't believe it," Jason said. "Every time I think I have a lead, it

turns out to be a joke. Fishing!"

At Carol's request they stayed for another half hour to watch the show,

and by the time they got back to the hotel, Jason was totally exhausted.

By East Coast time it was four o'clock Thursday morning.

Jason got ready

for bed and climbed between the sheets with relief. He'd been

disappointed by the results of his visit to the Totem Club, but there

was still the University of Washington. He was about to drop off to

sleep when there was a soft knock on the connecting door.

It was Carol.

She said she was starving and couldn't sleep. Could they order room

service? Feeling obliged to be a good sport, Jason agreed.

They ordered

a split of champagne and a plate of smoked salmon.

Carol sat on the edge of Jason's bed in a terrycloth robe, eating salmon

and crackers. She described her childhood growing up outside of

Bloomington, Indi- ana. Jason had never heard her talk so much. She'd

lived on a farm and had to milk cows before going to school in the

morning. Jason could see her doing that. She had that

freshness about

her that suggested such a life.

What he had trouble with was relating that former life to her current

one.

He wanted to know how things got on the wrong track, but he was afraid

to ask. Besides, exhaustion took over and try as he might, he could not

keep his eyes open. He fell asleep and Carol, after covering him with a

blanket, returned to her own room.

Awakening with a start, Jason checked his watch, which said five A. m.

That meant eight in Boston, the time he usually left for the hospital.

He opened the drapes and looked out on a crystal-clear day. In the

distance a ferry was making its way across Puget Sound toward Seattle,

leaving a sparkling wake*.

After showering, Jason knocked on the adjoining door.

There was no

answer.

He knocked again. Finally he opened it a crack, allowing a swath of

bright sunlight to fall into the cool, darkened room.

Carol was still

fast asleep, clutching her pillow. Jason watched her for a moment. She

looked an gelically lovely. Silently, he closed the door so as to not

waken her.

He went back to his bed, dialed room service, and ordered fresh orange

juice, coffee, and croissants for two. Then he called GHP

and paged

Roger Wanamaker.

"Everything okay?"

"Not quite," Roger admitted. "Marge Todd threw a big embolus last night.

She went into a coma and died. Respiratory arrest."

"my God," Jason said.

"Sorry to be the bearer of sad tidings," Roger said. "Try to enjoy

yourself."

"I'll give you a call in a day or so," Jason said.

Another death. Except for one young woman with hepatitis, he was

beginning to think the only way his patients could leave the hospital

was feet first.

He wondered if he should fly directly back to Boston. Yet Roger was

right.

There was nothing he could do, and he might as well see the Hayes

business throu.

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