"Hey," I mumbled.
She stood up. Her skin was pale in the florescent light. "Oh God, Steve. Should I get a nurse?"
"No." I squeezed her hand. "I'm okay, really. When I first wake up, sometimes it's rough, but I'm better now."
"Oh, Steve." She hugged me.
I put my arm around her shoulders and pulled her close. She rested her head on my chest. Her arms trembled in little spasms, and I could tell she was crying. I ran my fingers through her hair and closed my eyes. Her warm tears seeped through the hospital gown.
"Hey, it's okay," I said.
She lifted her head, and her black hair swung forward and brushed against my chin. When I smoothed it back behind her ear and kissed her cheek, she moved her lips over mine and kissed me, then she looked into my eyes.
"I love you," she whispered.
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TITLES IN THE SERIES
At Risk
Dead Man's Touch
Triple Cross
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ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
First off, I would like to thank Bill Tapply and Steven Havill who helped me get it right. A special thanks goes to Susan Francoeur whose unbiased feedback gave me confidence early on. I would also like to thank Sgt. Rick McGill, (retired) of the Laurel Police Department for putting up with my numerous procedural questions. Any and all mistakes are mine. Thanks also to Donna Marsh (You were right!), Connie Kiviniemi-Baylor, Almo Smith, and Teddy Saddoris. I am especially grateful to everyone at Poisoned Pen Press, especially Barbara Peters, a.k.a. TEE, and Robert Rosenwald, without whose faith and hard work this book would never have seen the light of day.
And finally, thanks to my family and my two wonderful sons, Phil and Ray, who good-naturedly put up with the writing process.
Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21