Dead Girl Walking: Absolutely addictive mystery and suspense (Jessie Novak Book 1) by Roberta Gately

Author:Roberta Gately [Gately, Roberta]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781800190269
Publisher: Bookouture
Published: 2020-11-24T00:00:00+00:00

Jessie lingered in the morgue’s entry, the thought of the police seeing Bert’s phone somehow disturbing. She pulled her own phone out of her pocket and scrolled through her contacts. At least she hadn’t deleted Bert, she’d just blocked him. She pressed voicemail and then blocked messages, releasing any messages Bert might have left. And there they were, four of them.

The first call was last Sunday, just five days ago and only an hour after he’d sent the text that she’d deleted.

“Jessie, please call me back. This is important. I have to speak with you. Please.” There was a pause as though he was about to say more, and then a click. The call had ended.

Jessie leaned against the wall, a sudden chill running through her. With trembling fingers, she hit play and listened again. “Dear God,” she said out loud, “what the hell is wrong with me? Listening to these?” But she couldn’t help herself and she scrolled to the next voicemail.

Left on Monday morning, the day of Ann Hart’s funeral, the next message was quicker, a total of four seconds: “Jessie, call me. It’s important.” His voice was firm, demanding, the old Bert, certain he could convince anyone to do anything.

Later that same day, he’d left another message: “I’m leaving for London tomorrow, but before I go, I have to warn you about someone. I might have my biggest story ever, but I’m not sure I can ever use it. Just don’t trust anyone. Call me as soon as you can.”

His final message came on Tuesday morning. “Call me, Jessie. Please. I think the police might be involved in the Hart shooting, or the cover-up.” His voice dropped to a near whisper, and she held the phone to her ear. “There’s more, but I need to speak with you. Be careful. Don’t trust the police on this. Just call me.”

Jessie clutched her chest and slid down the wall to the floor, the phone in her hand. The police. Of course, it made sense. Sam was in charge of the investigation, but he wasn’t looking at Rob Hart the way it seemed he should. She considered for only a millisecond that Bert might mean Nick, but he had nothing to do with the investigation, or the shooting for that matter. He meant Sam. She was sure of it. Something was very wrong here, and Bert had been on to it.

“Hey, Jessie,” Tony said. “You still here? You okay?”

She slipped her phone into her pocket and stood. “Yeah, sorry. Just a shock, you know.” She couldn’t tell Tony about the messages—if she was smart, she wouldn’t tell anyone. Her legs felt wobbly and she felt herself sway. Tony reached down and she let him help her up.

“Come on,” he said. “It’s not easy to see someone you knew like that. I’ll walk you across the street.”

She let him guide her back to the ER, gulping in fresh air, hoping to clear her head. Her shift wasn’t over yet. “Hey, Elena,” she said.

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