Jim McGill 03 The K Street Killer by Joseph Flynn

Author:Joseph Flynn
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Suspense, Fiction & Literature
ISBN: 9780983797531
Publisher: Stray Dog Press
Published: 2011-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

McGill Investigations, Inc.

Harlo Geiger had left to further her plans for a new life without the speaker of the House, and McGill put his phone down after making a call to the hospital. Sweetie just looked at him, didn’t need to ask the question.

“Kenny’s hanging on,” McGill said. “Some of the others aren’t doing so well.”

“The others?” Sweetie asked.

McGill told her about some of Kenny’s potential donors being matches for other children in dire need. He’d promised to make calls to see if those people would be willing to donate to someone else. He’d do that right now.

As McGill made his calls, Sweetie folded her hands and bowed her head in prayer. McGill heard a soft murmur of Latin coming from her as he made his calls. His dear friend’s words of supplication to the Almighty couldn’t have hurt because each person McGill called informed him that he or she had been greatly disappointed about being unable to help Kenny. All of them agreed to help the other kids.

McGill gave them Dr. Jones’ phone number and told them time was of the essence.

As he finished his last call, Sweetie looked up.

McGill asked her, “What do you think, Margaret? Is Kenny going to live?”

Sweetie let her face go slack, and McGill could see what she would look like as an old woman. Her strength of spirit and clarity of purpose were still evident, but there was now a gentleness to her features the likes of which he’d never seen. She took the time to give the question the consideration it deserved.

“Yes, I think he will,” she said. “In fact, from what you’ve told me about his desire to become a doctor, he’s already seeing his future. I think he’ll not only survive, he may well outshine Abbie and Caitie, and that will take some doing, believe me.”

Sweetie’s words all but brought McGill to tears.

Especially as he’d never told her of Kenny’s plans.

Still, she knew. Margaret Mary Sweeney plainly had answers to mysteries that were far beyond McGill and other lesser mortals. He wouldn’t say anything about it now, not to Sweetie or anyone else, but later, after Kenny became a famous doctor, he would ask her how she’d known something he’d never told her.

Doubtless, she’d scoff and tell him he was a foolish old man whose memory was playing tricks on him.

For the moment, McGill felt reassured enough to look at puzzles with which he was better equipped to deal. He asked Sweetie, “Do you agree with Putnam that whoever killed the lobbyists is another lobbyist?”

Sweetie’s face resumed its normal appearance, all symmetry and righteous energy.

She said, “I think it’s possible, but I don’t know if I agree with it.”

“It doesn’t feel right to me,” McGill said.

“Who do you like?”

“Well, not to heap abuse on a despised class, but what came to me right away was some politician did it.”

“How come?” Sweetie asked.

“Think about it like this. Lobbyist A and Lobbyist B fight a pitched battle, and Lobbyist A wins. Lobbyist B looks bad, sure, but who looks even worse?”

Sweetie thought about it.

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