For Her Eyes Only Part 2. Шарон Сала

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      He kept staring at the folder, knowing he was going to have to give Jessie a call. This changed everything. He could no longer ignore the truth. Olivia Stuart had been murdered. And, as of fifteen minutes ago, there was an official investigation under way.

      Stone looked up as Stryker came out of the washroom, drying his hands. He glanced at Chang, who was on the phone at a nearby desk. Stryker had all the facts as Stone knew them, but Chang was a wild card in this mess. Jessie had talked to him first. Stone had to make sure that there had been no inadvertent leaks to the media about Jessica Hanson’s so-called powers. He waited until Chang hung up, and then walked over to his desk and tossed the folder containing the autopsy report in front of him.

      When the folder landed between his hands, Chang looked up, startled by the abrupt interruption to his work.

      “What’s the big deal?” he asked.

      Stone pointed. “See for yourself.”

      Chang opened the folder and started to read. Halfway down the page, he stiffened. When he had finished, he handed the file back to Stone.

      “Son of a gun! Who would have thought?” And then an odd, startled expression crossed his face.

      Stone tensed. Chang had remembered.

      “I want you to keep quiet about what you know,” Stone said.

      Chang stood up. “She was right, wasn’t she? But how could that be? How did she—?”

      “I don’t know,” Stone said. “And for that matter, neither does she. However, the fact remains that a woman was murdered, and, for all intents and purposes, Jessica Hanson is a witness.” He lowered his voice. “Which means…we keep quiet about how we found out. What matters now is finding out who did it—and why.”

      Chang shook his head. “I just didn’t believe her. It was such a far-fetched—”

      Stone interrupted. “Stryker and I have the case. I’d appreciate it if, for the time being, you forget everything Jessica Hanson told you. The less said about what’s happened, the better. We’ve already lost our mayor. We don’t need to put any more people in unnecessary danger, right?”

      Chang kept shaking his head as he dropped back in his chair. “I can’t believe it. Who would have thought?” And then he slapped the side of his head and groaned. “Oh, man!”

      “What’s wrong?” Stone asked.

      “This morning, I was at the doughnut shop, and Canfield and I were talking about all the weird things that have been happening since the storm.”

      Stone braced himself. Already, he knew what Chang was going to say. “Damn it, Erik. Tell me you didn’t blab it all over the place.”

      Chang’s shoulders slumped. “It was so far-fetched. How could I have known she was telling the truth?” He looked up. “I never said her name. I swear. All I said was some woman.”

      “Son of a—” Stone pivoted, resisting the urge to hit out, yet in a way, he also understood Chang’s reaction. He’d known Jessie Hanson for years. Hell, he’d even made love to her. And he’d doubted her, too. Well, the fat was in the fire, so to speak, and someone had to let Jessie know.

      “Hey, Stryker.”

      Jack looked up.

      “Want to take a ride?”

      Understanding dawned. “You going to see her?”

      Stone nodded.

      A slight smile crossed Stryker’s face. “Something tells me she’d rather hear it from you. Besides, I’m going to swing by the mayor’s house on my way home. They’ve already taped it off as a crime scene, although I hate to think of what valuable clues have been lost. I just hope to hell her cleaning lady was as delayed by the blackout as we’ve been.”

      Relieved that he was going to see Jessie alone, Stone added, “I’ll meet you there as soon as I’ve talked to Jessie.”

      Jack grinned. “I won’t hold my breath.”

      * * *

      “Well, for goodness’ sake,” Brenda said as they pulled into the driveway of Jessica’s home from their evening out. “Look! Someone’s here.”

      Stone’s wine-colored car looked black under the streetlights, but Jessica recognized it just the same. And when she saw him get up from her porch swing and start down the steps to meet them, she started to panic.

      “Why, isn’t that Stone Richardson?” Brenda asked.

      When Jessica didn’t answer, Brenda turned to tease. But the thought died as she saw Jessie’s expression.

      “Honey, what’s wrong?”

      Jessica undid her seat belt and got out of the car without answering. Stone met her halfway.

      “It’s bad, isn’t it?” she asked.

      Stone nodded.

      Jessica covered her face with her hands and moaned. Brenda was there within moments, her voice trembling as she took Jessica in her arms.

      “Jessie, honey, talk to me. Tell me what’s wrong.”

      Stone answered for her. “Olivia Stuart was murdered. The autopsy report proved it without a doubt.”

      Brenda’s arms tightened around Jessica’s shoulders. She heard him, but she just couldn’t believe it. Even when Jessica had warned her what was taking place, she hadn’t really believed it would prove to be true.

      “Oh, my God,” Brenda whispered.

      Jessica tore free of her sister’s grasp and started toward her home. It didn’t make sense, but she had an overwhelming need to get inside. There, she’d be safe.

      Stone grabbed her as she started to run past him. His hands were firm upon her arms, but his voice was gentle as he did what he could to ease her panic.

      “Let me go!” Jessica cried.

      “Jessie, look at me,” Stone urged.

      She glanced over her shoulder at Brenda, her eyes wide with shock. But Brenda hadn’t moved.

      “Jessie…” Stone’s voice was calm, his warning less than urgent. It was more a tone one would take with a child who wouldn’t listen.

      She took a deep breath, telling herself that it would be all right, and looked up. Stone was watching her. Waiting.

      “I’m all right.” She stepped backward out of his grasp. “Sorry. For a moment there, I guess I just panicked.”

      A car turned the corner of the block. The headlights swept across them, then it continued up the block to a house at the end of the street. Stone held out his hand.

      “Let’s СКАЧАТЬ