The Flight Doctor's Lifeline by Laura Iding

Author:Laura Iding
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

INDECISION warred within her. Finally, Sam nodded. “Okay. I won’t run.” At least, not yet, she silently amended. If the threats increased, all bets were off.

As the men discussed hiring Rafter and outlining the private investigator’s duties, a ray of hope filtered into her heart. Maybe they were onto something. Reese was right. This guy could do things the police couldn’t. Why hadn’t she thought of a private investigator before now?

Because she’d been too busy running. The idea made her squirm. She’d worked so hard to get through medical school, to get accepted into an emergency medicine residency program. Now she was so close to graduating, to actually achieving success, that she’d chosen to keep running rather than to dig her heels in and fight.

“Since you don’t have a picture, we’ll need you to work with a police artist to do a sketch,” Jared was saying.

“Is that necessary? I mean, Denis works at Beckley Pharmaceuticals. His identity isn’t a secret.” She paused. “At least, he did work there,” she admitted. “But by now he could have a job with another company.”

“Yeah, I think it’s necessary. Shouldn’t take long, though.” Jared glanced at his watch. “I’ll arrange for it before you’re scheduled to fly.”

Since she knew she was on for the late shift, she nodded. “Anything else?”

“Just give Rafter the information he needs so he can do his job,” Reese told her.

She shot him a narrow glance, not sure she was ready to forgive him for beating her to Jared. “I will.”

Later that morning, she found herself once again in Jared’s office, first creating a sketch of Denis then filling Rafter in on the awkward details of her personal life.

The sketch was eerily accurate. Reese had watched over the artist’s shoulder as the drawing had taken shape. Then, to her relief, he and Jared left her alone to talk to Rafter.

She found it surprisingly easy to talk to the quiet private investigator. He didn’t pass judgment or ooze with sympathy. He was an excellent listener. At least, until the end when she asked about his fees. Then he abruptly stood.

“You’ll have to discuss the bill with Dr O’Connor,” he told her hastily. “For now you’ve given me exactly what I need to work with.”

Samantha stood, too. Darn Jared anyway. Was he really paying the bill or charging Lifeline for the services? Either way wasn’t right. This was her personal problem, no one else’s. “So you’ll give me updates on what you find out?”

“As often as I can. Every few days to start, more often if I find something worth bothering you about,” he promised.

Samantha knew he would and the fact that Jared trusted him fueled her confidence. “Thanks.”

Samantha returned to Lifeline a half hour prior to the start of her seven p.m. night shift. When she arrived, she sought out the printed version of the master schedule. Sure enough, Reese’s name was written in alongside hers.

And not just for the upcoming shift. No, from the looks of things, he’d managed to manipulate his entire schedule to the point where it mirrored hers.

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