TABOO - CSI Reilly Steel #1 (Police Procedural Forensic Thriller Series) by Hill Casey

Author:Hill, Casey [Hill, Casey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-01-27T05:00:00+00:00

Part Two

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Chris pushed open the double doors to the GFU unit and stepped inside to be met by a worried-looking Simpson. ‘That’s it?’ the guard asked him, accusingly.

He was confused. ‘That’s what?’

‘You’re the backup?’

‘Backup?’ Chris looked at the security guard like he was crazy. ‘I’m just here to see Reilly Steel.’

‘She’s the one who told me to get backup,’ Simpson hurriedly informed him. ‘She said that there was an intruder in the building.’

‘And she told you to call it in?’

‘Said the person was dangerous,’ the man went on, ‘and told me not to try and stop him myself.’

His heart started to race and he was immediately concerned. ‘So where is she?’

‘Ms Steel? She went on upstairs.’

Chris was puzzled; none of this was making sense. He made a snap decision. ‘I’m going to go up and check on her,’ he informed the guard. He stepped toward the lift, then paused, turned back to Simpson. ‘You did call it in, I hope?’

‘Of course. They said they’d send a patrol over as soon as they could.’

Whatever that meant, Chris thought, worriedly. Chances were neither Simpson nor the nearby patrol had a clue of the urgency of the situation. The GFU building was new enough as it was and few on the force would expect to have to fight off a potentially dangerous suspect there. Still, if Reilly’s suspicions were correct, he hoped the cavalry arrived sooner rather than later – for both their sakes.

‘When they arrive, tell them everything you’ve told me, OK?’ The lift arrived and he stepped inside. ‘And make no mistake, this guy could be very dangerous.’

Reaching the fourth floor, he emerged slowly from the lift and looked left and right. Silence. Unholstering his gun, he edged along the corridor. If this was indeed the killer then they knew that he would be armed, and more than willing to kill.

Chris headed toward Reilly’s office, pausing briefly to glance through the small window of the door to the stairwell. What he saw froze him to the spot – there was a woman crouched on the stairs. She wasn’t moving.

Taking a deep breath, he shouldered the door open.

‘Put your hands where I can see them!’ he instructed.

The woman lay very still, face down, her blond hair covering her face.

‘I won’t ask you again!’

Still no response.

Certain now that this was no feint, Chris bent down and gave the woman a nudge. She groaned and slid further down onto the steps. He bent down and brushed her hair back from her face.

‘Christ.’ There was no mistaking Reilly. He turned her over but she just flopped against him, her face deathly pale, not showing any sign of life. He pressed his fingers to her throat, feeling for a pulse and leaned over her mouth, trying to catch any sign of breathing. Then, very faintly, he felt a tiny, weak pulse against his fingers.

‘Reilly. Reilly, are you OK?’ he called out, trying to rouse her. But she made no response. Then, despite the groaning ache in his limbs, Chris wrapped his arms around her and slowly climbed to his feet.

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