LITMIR.BIZ

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sigh. “That’s what I was afraid of.”

      “You got hurt at the monument, like the others, right?”

      “Right. Abby and I were there to do a safety inspection of the area. She couldn’t have missed detecting the bomb. It had to be placed there after we made our sweep. There’s no other possible explanation.”

      Her brain absorbed very little more after he said bomb. That word had been a trigger for a surge of negative emotions for many years, and this instance was no different. Latent fear gripped her heart, stilled her movements and turned her fingers to stone. It wasn’t until she felt his warm touch on her forearm that she snapped out of it. Sort of.

      “You okay?” The dark, dancing eyes had narrowed and he was studying her as if she were a specimen under a microscope.

      “I’m fine.”

      “You keep telling me that but every now and then I see something else.”

      “Must be your imagination,” Daniella assured him.

      The expression on the police officer’s face was clear. He didn’t believe her. And little wonder since she was anything but fine. Matter of fact, at this moment, all she wanted to do was run out the door, disappear into the night, leave everything behind and never look back.

TWO

      Isaac had been visited by a physician and was sporting twenty-three stitches by the time his boss, Captain Gavin McCord, arrived at the hospital and began berating him.

      “You broke at least two rules tonight. You should have cleared that area the instant your dog alerted and waited for an ambulance instead of hitching a ride,” McCord said with a scowl. “Care to tell me what happened?”

      “I did clear it. The problem wasn’t because of me or Abby.” Isaac had been enjoying the pretty nurse’s company as she’d begun to bandage his calf and he smiled in her direction.

      McCord eyed her, too. “Could you finish that later? I’d like to talk to my team member privately.”

      “Of course.” She stripped off her latex gloves.

      In spite of her quick, compliant reply, Isaac could tell she was hesitant to leave him. Why? They hardly knew each other.

      Given no personal background on her he was in the dark, but if he’d had to guess he’d have concluded that she was either normally high-strung or suffering from serious guilt. He hoped it was not the latter.

      Isaac and his captain watched her edge away, then disappear through a gap in the curtains surrounding the exam area. Their eyes met.

      “Was she that uptight when you got here, or have you done something to upset her?” Gavin asked.

      “Hey, don’t look at me.” Isaac raised both hands. “If anything, she’s acting a little better than she did at first. Her jitters were so noticeable when I walked in, I asked her if she was new on the job.”

      “And?”

      “And, she said she wasn’t.”

      “Curious. You’d think an experienced trauma nurse would have steadier nerves.” His brow knit. “I think I’ll run a background check on her, just in case.”

      “She can’t have been responsible for the incident tonight. She was working here, right on schedule, when it went down.”

      “That doesn’t mean some of her friends weren’t involved.” McCord studied Isaac’s leg. “You sure you guided Abby to every bench?”

      “Yeah. The area was clean when we’d finished our sweep. She didn’t alert until after the press conference had started.”

      “Okay. We’ll concentrate on looking for newcomers to the scene when we get a chance to review the videos. Want me to hang around to give you a lift home?”

      Isaac shook his head. “You don’t have to bother. Culpeper’s not that far. I can call my brother or sister to come get me.”

      “And miss my big chance to grill you all the way to your place? No way. I want to hear every detail.”

      “Do you have any info on the device yet?” Isaac asked.

      “Other than the fact it was an amateur job, not really. We’ll be sending the remnants to Quantico for analysis.”

      “I guess that’s better than deciding it was made by an expert.”

      Isaac’s gaze drifted aimlessly as he mulled over his own observations at the blast scene. Movement caught his attention. He froze, nudged the captain and pointed at the feet and ankles visible on the opposite side of the cubicle’s curtain.

      Gavin McCord moved silently, swiftly, to yank away the cloth barrier. A woman gasped. Covered her mouth with her hands. The nervous nurse had been eavesdropping on their discussion!

      Both officers stared at her, not speaking.

      “I—I was just waiting to finish that bandage,” she said, hurrying to Isaac’s side and pulling on a fresh pair of gloves. “I take it you’re through talking.”

      “For now,” Isaac said, turning to his boss. “I’ll meet you outside when I’m done here, Gavin. Will you take care of Abby for me?”

      “Sure. No problem. I’ll get your boot, too.”

      Isaac tried a slight smile to see if it would relax his nurse. “Is it still a madhouse of reporters out there?”

      She nodded, yet didn’t meet his gaze directly.

      “That reminds me of another thing that struck me as odd,” Isaac told his captain in parting. He knew McCord was friendly with Jeffries but he just had to ask. “What made Congressman Jeffries decide to call a press conference so late?”

      “He says he decided to go public because his pet anti-crime bill was coming up for a vote in the morning.”

      “He couldn’t have waited until tomorrow?”

      “Apparently not. He was allegedly proving to his constituency how much that bill is needed to keep DC safe.” McCord touched the brim of his cap and picked up the beagle. “Take your time in here. I’ll be waiting outside, asking questions and listening to rumors.”

      Isaac lay back and let Daniella work on his leg, noting her unsteady fingers. As soon as she stripped off her gloves again, he reached for one of her hands.

      “You can tell me,” he said tenderly.

      She pulled away. “Tell you what?”

      “Why you’re so afraid.”

      He thought she was going to leave the room without replying until she said, “I just hate bombs, that’s all. They’re so indiscriminate. So lethal.”

      “This one wasn’t much, if that helps any.”

      “People were still hurt.” After a barely perceptible shiver she continued. “The doctor has released you. You should see your family physician for a follow-up in a few days. Watch for redness, swelling or discharge from the wound and keep it clean and dry.”

      “Yes, ma’am. Can I walk without crutches?”

      “Your leg will hurt more in a few days than it does now but walking won’t do any more damage, if that’s what you’re asking. The injection we gave you will get you home tonight. After that you can take one of the pills in this envelope every four to six hours or switch to over-the-counter painkillers. Just don’t double up.”

      “Anything else?”

      “I would say, ‘Get a different job,’ but I can tell that’s not an option for a man like you.”

      “A man like me? What kind would that be?”

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