Desperate Measures by Patricia H. Rushford

Author:Patricia H. Rushford
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blackstone Publishing
Published: 2015-08-21T16:00:00+00:00

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Agent Tucker gathered the photos and stuffed them back in the envelope, settled the folder in his case, and snapped it shut. “Tess and I will question the Sutherlands and Jim Owens. You can go back to the Bergstroms’ and forget we had this conversation.”

“But—what about Scott?”

“We’re as concerned about Scott as you are. We’ll find him. I have agents looking into his disappearance right now. I’ll let you know as soon as we find anything.”

Several minutes later, after Agent Tucker and Tess dropped her off at the hospital so she could get her car, Jennie was intent on driving back to the farm as she’d been told. Her head felt like someone had used it to pound nails into cement. All she really wanted to do was find a quiet place to sleep. Now, if she could convince her mind to cooperate, she’d be fine, but she couldn’t get Scott out of her head. “God, please let them find Scott alive.” What worried Jennie was that both Tess and the FBI agent seemed more concerned with capturing the head of ARM than finding Scott. Let it go, McGrady. Tucker said he had agents working on it.

Easier said than done. She couldn’t stop thinking about the nurse who’d so sweetly given her tea. It had relaxed her all right. Laid her out cold. Had Crystal been an innocent bystander or an accomplice?

Jennie glanced down at her near-empty gas gauge and pulled into a station on the outskirts of town. While waiting for the attendant to fill the tank, she used the rest room to wash her face and comb her hair. Leaving the store, she eyed a phone booth near the door. Picking up the directory, Jennie looked up Chavez. She’d forgotten to ask Tess and Agent Tucker about Crystal Chavez. And they hadn’t mentioned her. Jennie was certain the nurse held the key to Scott’s disappearance. Mrs. Casey had refused to give her Crystal’s phone number, but US West was much kinder. By now she imagined the FBI agents would have talked with her and anyone else who’d had any connection with Scott last night. Still, it wouldn’t hurt to find out where she lived and maybe drive by. Jennie wrote the address and phone number down, then checked out the map in the directory and climbed back into the car.

Crystal’s house was a small one-story on the left side of the street. Either she’d parked her car in the garage or she’d gone somewhere. Jennie parked on the opposite side of the street about half a block away. She sat there for five minutes looking at the white house with blue trim. The curtains were drawn and she could see no signs of life. You should leave, she told herself. If Crystal was in on the abduction and had drugged her, being anywhere near this place could be dangerous. Scott could be hidden inside, guarded by armed terrorists. The FBI agents Tucker had mentioned could be imprisoned in there, too, and the missing deputy.

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