Free Black-Eyed Moon (A Guinan Jones Paranormal Mystery #1) by Callista Foley Page A

another matter.
    I glanced at my arm. "Is it broken?"
    "No, but it's bruised pretty bad."
    Zeke silently listened to the exchange. His mouth was a straight line, but he softened his expression when I smiled at him. "Your grandfather's right."
    "About what?"
    "Everything. All of it. I wish you could leave tonight."
    My chest felt heavier than my head.
    "Until the killer is behind bars," he said as if to clarify. Too late.
    I looked at Granddad. "You know, when Skeeter saw that tree and realized he couldn't stop in time, I think he made sure it hit his side instead of head on."
    "I give him points for injuring you instead of killing you," Zeke said.
    Granddad cleared his throat again. "Well, it's over, and she's okay." He leaned over and kissed my forehead. "I need to make some phone calls. Be back soon."
    "Where's Skeeter?"
    "Across the hall, a few doors down. He's still unconscious."
    When he left the room, I looked into Zeke's frowning face. His eyelashes are so long. I must have been on heavy pain meds.
    "You sure he didn't force you into that truck?"
    "Of course, I'm sure."
    He ran a hand through his hair. "We've been worried about you. How could you get mixed up with Skeeter? He's a bum. Whatever he wanted to show you couldn't have been that important."
    "I think he's that way because he hasn't deal with the shooting. His wife left him and—"
    "Now you're a shrink ?" Zeke said, his eyes widening. "He sells drugs. I know you're not feeling sorry for him."
    I opened my mouth to protest and decided against it.
    "What I can't figure out was which one of you Eric was after."
    I tried to remember if Skeeter mentioned anything. My head hurt from the effort.
    "Look," he said, "I'm not going to grill you. Not today." His face relaxed into a smile. "You're going to be okay, and that's all that matters now."
    He brushed my cheek with the back of his hand, and it sent a shiver down my back. I closed my eyes, then opened them again with some effort. His touch worked like a narcotic. "Yeah, I think I'll sleep."
    I felt his lips on my cheek. "Get well, Guinan," he whispered.
    I opened my ey es to see his face close to mine. "I'll try."
    A high-pitched sob echoed in the hall, and he took a step away from the bed. The sound grew louder and closer, and Tamzen stumbled into the room.
    "Oh my God! Are you okay?"
    She bawled over me as if I were dying. I caught Zeke's eye. His face flushed, and he looked at the floor.
    " I'll live, but I probably look pretty bad."
    "I just heard what happened," she said, finally raising herself up. She teared up again gazing at the brace and bandages. "What did Skeeter do to you?"
    "It wasn't Skeeter," I said. "Eric Rodman ran us off the road."
    She blanched and brushed tears off her cheeks. "He followed us from the mall and came after you?"
    I filled her in on what happened .
    " I tried to get Skeeter to stop the truck, but he wouldn't."
    Zeke rubbed the back of his neck and took steadying breaths. "Hold up. You mean he tried to outrun him instead of stopping that piece of junk?"
    "Eric might have had a gun or something," I said. "If we'd stopped, who knows..." I trailed off, out of breath.
    Zeke folded his arms and walked toward the door . Tamzen watched him.
    I looked from one to the other. The tension between them was thick, and I knew it was partly my fault. But I'd think about that tomorrow.
    "Let's see," Zeke said. "You've dealt with Eric, grilled Adam, hung out with Skeeter, and got smashed in car, all in the same day. Is the Nancy Drew thing over now?"
    Tamzen's lips h ad gone pale. "What about Adam?"
    "I told her about Kate turning him down in front of everybody, and Guinan thought it would be a good idea to ask him if he killed her. Right in front of the team."
    "That's not quite the way it happened. I did try to talk to him in private."
    He shook his head. "You know how the guy is, and everybody knows you have some kind of...of—"
    "Superpower?"
    He smiled. I laughed and stopped suddenly when my