The Prism Effect: Psychic Solutions, #6 by Patricia Rice

Author:Patricia Rice
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Patricia Rice

Betty screamed hysterically as Cade’s big body crumpled to the hard ground. Iddy wanted to scream with her. As if his collapse was a signal, the tableau in the barn unfroze.

Parker, the cameraman, tackled Mackie’s bandy-legged assistant, knocking him flat, sending Wright’s gun skittering across the barn dirt. Zoe stomped on it.

Iddy ran to Cade. She didn’t realize she’d stopped breathing until she saw him move. Dropping to her knees, she thwarted his effort to sit by shoving both hands against his broad chest. “Don’t. I need to stop the bleeding. Lie still.”

She could hear one of the terrified wannabes calling the police. Good, at least someone in this clown production had a little sense. “Tell them we need a doctor,” she shouted.

Blood poured from Cade’s shoulder. She wasn’t wearing her white coat. She didn’t have her bag. She used the front of his shirt to hold over the wound while she frantically glanced around in futile search of a medical kit. She could feel his heart beating his blood right out of his body. She knew how to do this with a dog. She’d never worked on bullets in people.

Evie popped out from behind a haystack wearing a sleeveless denim vest buttoned over nothing. She held out the pink T-shirt she’d been wearing. “I put it on clean this morning. Will this do?”

Her cousin looked a little worse for wear. If what Iddy had seen meant anything, the ghost was running her ragged. At least Evie wasn’t completely drained—yet. Iddy gratefully accepted the offering and added it to the compress she had formed with Cade’s shirt tails. “Make the fools run in the house for a first-aid kit or bandages or anything!”

She was pretty certain Evie was texting her team, but they weren’t trained medics. They wouldn’t be far down the road, so Iddy hoped they’d take over whatever in heck was happening here.

As if he heard her thoughts, Cade muttered, “Don’t let anyone leave!”

Yeah, like that was happening with this lot. She couldn’t count on any of them. Cade was the only reliable person on the whole damned farm, and he was down for the count. Ding-dong-dang.

“Kennedy,” Cade squeezed through teeth clenched in pain. “He’ll cooperate.”

“Betty,” Iddy shouted. “Shut up and call Kennedy in here. Don’t anyone leave!”

The Zoe person had handed Parker a leather harness to use in tying up Wright. Iddy had the notion that Wright wasn’t entirely responsible for his actions. She’d have to ask Evie what she saw. . . some other time. Right now, she was trying to breathe and not panic.

“I’ll live,” Cade murmured huskily. “Quit looking like that. You’ll frighten the goats.”

She tried to laugh and couldn’t. His blood poured through two shirts. She pressed harder, using the heel of both hands.

She lost track of events about then. Kennedy ran in the back door. Evie’s team ran in the front. Sirens roared down the highway. Evie returned, wearing someone’s overlarge denim shirt over her skin-revealing vest and carrying a first-aid bag. Iddy had her open it and ignored the rest of the commotion.

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