Gypsy Sleuths Complete Series (Books 1-6) by Emma Blackcliff

Author:Emma Blackcliff [Blackcliff, Emma]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2016-01-21T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

In her rubber-soled work shoes, Katrina effortlessly outpaced me as she ran like a jackal in the other direction. Instinctively, I pursued her, completely confused about why she was running away from me. “Stay with Mrs. Dollner!” I hollered to Penelope as I stepped on an invisible gas pedal and accelerated my speed. Running was no easy feat in my chunky heeled suede boots, but I kept going, unwilling to let Katrina slip away. Distantly, I heard the click of heels behind me. Briefly, I turned around but didn’t see anyone except a male orderly wheeling an empty stretcher down the hall.

In hot pursuit, I ignored the pounding of my heart and the sweat beads bursting on my forehead. Katrina kept running like cornered prey and I kept chasing her like an irrepressible predator. “Katrina!” I shouted breathlessly as I bridged the distance between us. “Why are you running?” I managed to gasp.

“Because you’re chasing me!” She shouted without slowing down. “You really must be a crazy witch like everyone says.”

Her words sliced through me, but they didn’t fool me for a second. Katrina had started running the moment she saw me. She was frantically avoiding me, and I needed to find out why. “Stop lying!” I shouted back.

“Stop chasing me!” She countered furiously before sliding on a plastic bag in the middle of the corridor and landing squarely on her rump.

Desperately, she tried to pick herself up, but I was already hovering over her before she could get away. We both struggled to catch our breath before speaking. Katrina looked wildly around like she was trying to find an escape route. I didn’t dare lay my hands on her to detain her. Instead, I compelled her with my jewel green eyes, staring down at her fiercely as she propped herself up on her forearms and tried to stand up.

“Ow! I think I twisted my ankle,” she complained as she put weight on her left foot. “Oh, I can’t even stand on it! There could be a fracture!” She reluctantly lowered herself back to the floor and removed her shoe. Peeling her sock off, she exposed a badly swollen injury.

Bringing up the rear, Penelope and Mrs. Dollner arrived at my side. Together, we stood over the woman as I demanded, “Why did you tell me that you’re an office executive?”

“And why did you say your name is Katrina?” Mrs. Dollner gasped as she pointed to the nurse’s name tag that read: Nancy Norton. “Your name IS Nancy! I knew it! You made me think I was a senile old fool, but I’ve got the memory of an elephant, girl!”

“Are you just going to stand there asking me ridiculous questions or are you going to get me some help?” The nurse gritted.

“This is a hospital. I’m sure someone will be here to help you soon,” I said. “But first, you need to talk to us. Why did you come into my café the other day? Was it to plant those

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