Hunter (Decorah Security Series, Book #20): A Paranormal Romantic Suspense Novel by Rebecca York

Author:Rebecca York [York, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Light Street Press
Published: 2019-11-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Kathryn was on her way back from the shopping center when the sound of sirens shattered the afternoon quiet. Two fire engines and an ambulance sped past as she waited at the next cross street. She’d never thought of herself as an ambulance chaser, but some sixth sense made her turn in the opposite direction from the guest cottage and follow the emergency vehicles.

When she caught up, they had pulled to a stop in front of the administration building. On the sidewalk and lawn, displaced office workers were milling around.

Craning her neck, she spotted Bill Emerson, who was conferring with an emergency medical technician. Another medic leaned over a man who lay on a stretcher on the ground. When the man moved, she felt a shiver cross her skin. It was Hunter. Or her eyes were playing tricks on her. Her heart began to pound as she tried to get a better view.

Then someone in the crowd blocked her line of sight. Unconsciously murmuring a little prayer under her breath, she maneuvered to the curb. The only place to park was a handicapped space. After a moment’s guilty hesitation, she pulled into it and leaped out of the car.

As she drew near the building, a man in a fireman’s hat tried to block her path.

“I’m sorry. You have to stay back,” he said.

“I have to talk to Mr. Emerson.” Ducking past the man, she made for the stretcher and saw with a sick feeling that she’d been correct. It was Hunter lying there, gray-faced, eyes closed. When she called his name in a high, strangled voice, he turned instantly toward the sound, his gaze searching for her in the crowd and zeroing in on her face.

She wanted to rush to his side, clutch his hand, hear his voice. She knew scores of eyes were watching her, so she remained standing where she was.

“What happened?” she asked, directing her question to one of the medics.

“Smoke inhalation,” the man answered.

“Is he all right?”

“He crawled out of the building under his own power. But we’re taking him to the hospital to check him out.”

“I am fine,” Hunter insisted. Although his voice was raspy, it sounded strong, and that reassured her.

He tried to sit up, but the medic put a hand on his shoulder.

Emerson came up behind her.

“How did this happen?” she asked.

“Some idiot started a fire in a trash can in the men’s room,” he clipped out. “Smoking. It’s against regulations to light up inside, of course. When I find out who it was, they’re going to be damn sorry,” he added.

She noted the intensity with which Hunter took in the conversation. Near him, a stoop-shouldered little man in a gray sweater was also listening and looking sick.

“Who’s that?” she asked in a low voice.

“Hertz. From computer support,” Emerson said, making no attempt to lower his volume or hide his annoyance. “He was supposed to oversee John. . . Hunter. He was supposed to stay with him at all times. He came running out of the building alone.

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