haunting rachel by kay hooper

Author:kay hooper
Language: eng
Format: azw
ISBN: 9780553571837
Publisher: Bantam
Published: 1998-01-02T06:00:00+00:00

“Reasonably sure. Maybe as sure as I’ll ever be. In any case, I can’t see how his helping me would be a mistake on my part.”

“You hope.”

Rachel sighed. “Yeah. I hope.”

There didn’t seem to be much to say after that, and in a few minutes Mercy took her leave. She was preoccupied once again as she walked toward her car, but that abstraction vanished as she watched a strange car pull up beside her own-and the living image of her dead brother get out.

“My God,” she whispered. Until that moment “he looks like Tom” had been a statement she only vaguely understood, but now Rachel’s confusion became all too clear.

He saw her, saw her shock, and came toward her slowly. His expression was as enigmatic as Nick’s had ever been, and that veiled look sat oddly, she thought, on her brother’s open face. The disparity freed her from the paralysis of astonishment.

“My God,” she repeated.

He stopped an arm’s length away and slid his hands into the pockets of his jacket.

“You’re Mercy Sheridan,” he said. “Rachel described you.” Tom’s voice. Yet not quite. “And she described you. But I didn’t… quite believe her.”

“I’m sorry,” he said. “I know it must be a shock.”

“You could say that. You could certainly say that.” Mercy shook her head, her eyes fixed on his face. “You really could almost be his twin.”

“So I’ve been told.”

“No wonder Rachel is…” She didn’t finish that sentence, and if there was any reaction from Adam, it was so subtle, she missed it. Mercy drew a breath. “Well. I would say it’s nice to meet you, but you’ll have to let me get used to the idea.”

“I understand.”

She wondered if he did. “Rachel’s expecting you. And I have to get to work. So-I guess I’ll see you again.”

“I hope so,” he said, the words conventional and his tone light. He stepped back onto the walkway and watched her until she reached her car and got in. Then he turned and headed toward the house.

Mercy had a lot on her mind these days, but the shock of Adam’s appearance stayed with her all the way to the bank. And she wasn’t sure which bothered her more. That Adam looked so much like her dead brother, or that his familiar face held a secretiveness Tom’s had never displayed.

“Here’s something.” Rachel was at her father’s desk, going through the contents of the bottom drawer while Adam sat on the sofa with the contents of the other remaining desk drawer spread out on the coffee table before him. “Another scrap of paper with a name and phone number, and the notation call about JW. Those were the initials beside that largest loan.” She kept her tone casual, just as she had since he had arrived.

“Is it a Richmond number?” Adam asked.

“There’s no area code, so it must be.”

“What’s the name?”

“John Elliot. Doesn’t ring a bell with me.” Adam came to the desk and looked at the paper for a moment, then reached for the phone.

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