Jake Hancock Private Investigator mystery series box set (Books 1-4) by Dan Taylor

Author:Dan Taylor [Taylor, Dan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2017-01-30T00:00:00+00:00

3.

I WALK OUT OF the squash club, look up and down the street for a bar, but don’t see one. Out of nowhere, though not surprising to me—if that makes any sense—a pain burns in my chest. It doubles me over.

This isn’t the first time it’s happened. It started a couple weeks ago. After the first time, I explored various medical avenues with a number of medical practitioners: my shrink, who said it might be psychosomatic; my dentist, who said it might be a pain originating in a cavity; my chiropractor, who tried to upsell a pair of goofy shoes that were good for my lower back and knees; my shaman, who said it’s someone important from the spirit world trying to contact me in the best way she knows how; and finally my GP.

I hate flashbacks, but this one’s kind of important. Or at least that’s what I tried to tell my GP, not about the flashback, but about the problem. But you knew that.

My appointment with my GP started the way most of them have lately, with him snapping on a latex glove and telling me to bend over the gurney in the corner of the office. He thought I was there for a prostate exam.

He’s getting on a bit, so I took it easy on him. “Dr. Jennings, that’s not why I’m here.”

The old boy looked a bit flustered. “Oh, sorry, Jake, I just figured with you approaching forty, that’s why you booked an appointment.” He thought a second. “Pull your pants and briefs down and hop on the gurney, then.”

“And I’m not here for a testicle exam, either.”

“Oh.” He went over to a set of drawers, in which he stores various medical supplies and pulled out an extra-long cotton swab.

“I don’t know what the hell you use that for, but I don’t think you need that, either. Look, can we stop with the guessing game and get on with you asking what my problem is?”

He took a seat at his desk and invited me to sit in the one next to his. “So, Jake, what seems to be the problem?”

“A pain in my chest. It started a week ago. Hurts like a son of a bitch.”

“Ah, I see. Take off your shirt and I’ll have a listen to your chest.”

“You can say heart. I won’t get panicked.”

I did as he said and he listened to various parts of my thorax with a stethoscope as we caught up.

“So, how’s the daughter?”

“She’s still dropped out of college.”

“Bummer. How old are you now, Dr. Jennings? You must be close to retirement age.”

“Much younger than you’ll be before you retire, but you’re right. I only have a month left.”

“What are you going to do with all that free time?”

“Move somewhere, drink cocktails every evening until I can’t stand up.”

“Wow, I never expected a medical practitioner to be so candid.”

“That’s not the half of it. I’m going to pick up where I left off with the soft drugs habit I had to put on hold when I graduated medical school.

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