Fugitive Family. Pamela Tracy
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Название: Fugitive Family
Автор: Pamela Tracy
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современная зарубежная литература
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He should say no but her eyes were glowing, her cheeks were flushed, and she wasn’t suffering.
As he was.
Somehow, in the midst of everything, that brought him to his knees—his daughter was thriving. He handed her a dollar and remembered again why he couldn’t turn himself in: two reasons.
One, Greg didn’t know if he could face the day without Amber. He’d been a good father while Rachel was alive, but he’d put work first. Now Amber came first and he truly knew the challenge and joys of fatherhood. No way was he playing Russian roulette with the foster-care system.
Which took him to reason number two.
No one would watch Amber with the intensity that Greg did. No one. And Greg knew that just to get at him, whoever had killed Rachel wouldn’t hesitate to come after Amber.
FIVE
“The media jumped the gun, excuse the pun, by claiming that Rachel and the security guard were ‘probably’ killed by the same gun,” Burt said over the phone late Friday night. “And I’m guessing you missed the word probably when you heard the story.”
“Most people fail to take note of the word probably,” Greg responded. “Also, most people figure if the news reported it, it’s fact.”
“Until the authorities get their hands on the gun, nothing can be proven. What the authorities do believe is that both Rachel and the security guard were killed by a 9 mm semiautomatic pistol.”
“I didn’t own a 9 mm semiautomatic pistol,” Greg said.
“What the cops know is that you didn’t own a registered gun. They’re not convinced that you didn’t get one off the black market.”
“Motivation?”
“Getting rid of your family.”
“I’m raising my daughter alone! I—”
“Hey, you’re preaching to the choir.”
“What else do you have?”
“You’ll be impressed by what I have, and you should be humbled by what I’ve given. I owe more favors than I can ever begin to repay. Turn your fax on.”
Fifteen minutes later, Burt continued. “Remember, this coroner’s report is incomplete. You know I’m a lot more comfortable with skip traces and surveillance than with all this medical stuff. It shouldn’t take fifteen pages to report the cause of death.”
Greg gripped the fax pages. The coroner’s report. It was fifteen pages long only because it was incomplete, and he didn’t intend to ask how Burt had got hold of it.
There was Rachel’s name, after the word decedent. The date of her death was roughly six months ago. Greg noted the names of both the doctor who pronounced her dead and the homicide detective who was assigned to the case.
“So,” Greg balanced the phone on his shoulder as he turned a page, “they don’t know where she died?”
“They don’t—not according to my source and not according to the coroner’s report—but they’ve ruled out your house and they’ve ruled out the farmhouse.”
Greg choked up. “They identified her from dental records. What? She wasn’t recognizable?”
“Dental records work well when you’re trying to convince a jury. That’s all I’m going to say. Don’t torture yourself. You remember Rachel the way she was when she and Amy stood side by side.
“Don’t let yourself fall apart now,” Burt warned. “We’re finally moving again, and if we’re going to find a light at the end of the tunnel, you’re going to have to point to it. Not me, not the police. Remember, I’m not the brainy one. That’s you. And, remember, the police are not on your side. They think you robbed your own bank, killed an innocent bystander, killed your wife, kidnapped your own—”
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