Midnight Betrayal by Leigh Melinda

Author:Leigh, Melinda [Leigh, Melinda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Montlake Romance
Published: 2014-09-02T07:00:00+00:00

19

Horns blared and tires squealed. Louisa’s knees skidded on the pavement. A loud bang and crash sounded close by. Then another. She lay in the street, her face burning. The smells of burnt rubber, tar, and diesel exhaust filled her nose.

“Miss?” She blinked hard. Her vision sharpened. She rolled onto her back. A circle of faces looked down at her.

A cop knelt next to her. “Don’t move. An ambulance is on the way.”

But his eyes were scanning the crowd, not Louisa.

She swallowed and cleared her throat. “I don’t need an ambulance.”

“You took a pretty hard tumble.” The cop loomed over her. “I want you to get checked out.”

Another policeman cleared the crowd. “All right, everyone. Move along. Show’s over. Give the lady some room to breathe.”

Beyond him, the bus that nearly hit her had swerved up over the curb and hit a streetlight. In the street lane next to her, a Tastykake delivery truck had rear-ended a taxi. Both southbound lanes of Broad Street were effectively blocked.

“Was anyone else hurt?” She struggled to sit up, bringing her splayed legs into a more ladylike position. Her dress was hiked up nearly to her crotch. She tugged at her hem as dizziness whirled in her head.

“Except for your fall, I don’t think so. We got lucky.”

“I didn’t fall.”

The cop frowned.

Her head settled, and Louisa surveyed the damage. The skin of both knees was torn, bleeding, and coated with dirt. She raised her hands. Abrasions on her palms didn’t match the size of those on her knees, but they were just as filthy. As if seeing the injuries prompted her brain to recognize them, the first echoes of pain pulsed through her legs and hands. Her face throbbed. She touched her chin. Her fingers came away covered in blood. All in all, her wounds appeared superficial, messy but not serious.

“I doubt anything is broken.” She stirred, absorbing the humiliating stares of onlookers. “I should get up.”

Her purse and cell phone had skittered across the street. The cop handed both items to her. He put a hand on her forearm. “Here comes the ambulance. Better safe than sorry.”

“I suppose you’re right.”

An ambulance pulled up. With a surge of whole-body ache that suggested her brain hadn’t yet processed all her physical damage, Louisa was transferred to a gurney and loaded into the back.

Two hours later, the ER physician confirmed her injuries were minor. Distracted and hurried, he scribbled on her chart. “The nurse will be in with discharge papers in a few minutes. Do you have a ride home?”

“I called a friend.” Damian was on his way. She’d also called the hotel and asked Gerome to walk Kirra.

“Keep the abrasions clean. Ice will help any swelling. You can take ibuprofen for pain.” And he was gone.

Sitting on the gurney, she ran a finger over a scratch on the silver case of her cell phone. The night didn’t seem real.

“Dr. Hancock.”

She startled at the familiar voice. “Yes.”

Detective Jackson parted the privacy curtain.

Why was he here?

“I heard about your nosedive into Broad Street.

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