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A Necessary Risk. Kathleen Long
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Автор произведения Kathleen Long
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Издательство HarperCollins
“Two other students,” McLaughlin answered. “One, a month before your brother. One, the week I left New Horizon.”
Zach couldn’t believe McLaughlin’s words. So Jim’s hadn’t been the only death? Two others had died, one as recently as three weeks ago, and the media hadn’t gotten wind of it? But how?
“Whitman Pharma.” McLaughlin answered Zach’s unspoken question. “Lots of money and lots of spin control. Don’t think clinical trial data isn’t manipulated every day.” He arched his brows and smiled bitterly. “It is. The almighty dollar is just that—almighty.”
McLaughlin pushed away from the booth. “I’d better get going. I’ll get the codes and access instructions to Jess.”
“Why’d you do it?” Zach asked as the other man stood.
“We all have our vices,” McLaughlin answered, his features going flat. “And our demons.”
Zach shook his hand, then watched him leave, mulling over his parting words.
At first, when Zach spotted the dark van racing down the street, his mind refused to wrap itself around the likelihood of what was about to happen.
But when McLaughlin dodged to get out of the way and the van swerved toward him, reality sank into Zach’s brain.
A split second later McLaughlin was hit.
JESS WATCHED IN HORROR as a dark van came seemingly out of nowhere. The vehicle struck Scott at a high speed, tossing his body onto the hood and against the windshield like a rag doll.
Glass shattered, and Scott’s body fell to the asphalt like a discarded piece of trash as the van sped away.
Horrified passersby rushed to Scott’s side and Jess leaped to her feet, pushing away from the counter. Several other diners rushed toward the door. She could only pray there was a doctor or emergency worker in the group.
Poor Scott was going to need all the medical assistance he could get.
Zach was at her side in an instant, his grip tight on her elbow. She spun on him, struggling to pull her arm free, to get to Scott. “What are you doing?” Fear and anger heavily tinged her tone.
“Stopping you before you do something stupid like run out into the open.”
His dark features seemed even more intense and closed off than usual. Jess hadn’t thought it possible.
“I have to help him.” Her voice wavered with emotion as she choked out the next words. “He’s here because of me. That van came out of nowhere.”
She looked to the scene outside, where one man stooped down, fingers to Scott’s neck. He looked up at the others gathered and shook his head.
Zach kept his grip on her arm yet squeezed gently. The uncharacteristic move sent surprise skittering through her.
“There’s nothing we can do to help him.” Zach’s eyes narrowed, softening at the corners. “I need to get you out of here.”
“But what if—”
Zach pressed his lips into a tight line and shook his head. “He’s gone, Jess. And I intend to make sure whoever did this to Scott doesn’t do the same thing to you.”
Fear edged up against her shock. “Me?”
A look of disbelief washed across Zach’s dark eyes. “You don’t honestly think this was a random accident, do you?”
Did she?
She’d like to think it was, but her logical mind wouldn’t allow her the luxury. Someone had wanted Scott silenced—and they’d succeeded.
If whoever had been behind the wheel of that van had spotted her in the diner, her life might be in danger. If they knew Scott had been meeting with Zach, his life might be in danger. Not to mention the warning she’d been given about her parents.
Jess shifted her focus back to Zach. His stare hadn’t wavered from her face. She did her best to shove the fear she felt from her mind. Similarly, she compartmentalized her shock and sadness at Scott’s brutal death until she could process the emotions later on.
Zach was right. They had to get out of there, had to leave Scott behind. “Let’s go.”
Jess had promised herself she wouldn’t trust Zach Thomas, but at this particular moment, trusting the man appeared to be her only option.
Heaven help her.
Chapter Four
An awkward silence hung heavily in the living room of Zach’s house.
He sat on a battered leather recliner, elbows on knees, face in palms. On occasion, he stole a glance at Jessica, furrowed his brows then returned his stare to the hardwood floor.
A knot of fury hung at the back of his throat, having lodged there the moment he watched McLaughlin get mowed down and eliminated as if he’d never existed.
Guilt assaulted Zach’s every sense. McLaughlin had been at the diner because of his investigation, because of Jessica’s phone call. Had whoever hit McLaughlin followed the man to the restaurant? Or had his killer known he’d be there based on watching—or listening to—Jessica?
Zach refused to let his brain so much as consider the possibility the hit-and-run had been an accident. He’d been around too long to be that naive. He knew a hit when he saw one.
Scott McLaughlin’s death had been murder—a purposeful, well-executed murder.
Someone had wanted the man silenced before he could provide additional information on HC0815. There was no doubt in Zach’s mind.
Zach lifted his gaze once more to watch Jessica. The flush that had colored her cheeks as they’d fled the diner had faded. Her pale complexion and huge blue eyes served as stark reminders of the horror she’d just witnessed.
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