Compulsive (Liar #1) by Lia Fairchild Read Free Book Online

needs me today. I swear to you, Evyn. That’s
the God’s honest truth. You can even call and ask her.”
    “Okay. Text me later, and let’s set up a time. Even though
you’re on leave, I have some client questions and some numbers to double check
with you.”
    “Of course, I will.”
    “Take care of yourself, hon.”
    “Yep.” I was about to hang up when a sense of urgency
flooded through me. “Evyn…I…you know I…”
    “I know, Gray. Talk to you soon.”
    I clicked off the call only to hear the immediate
alert of a waiting voice mail. The number I hadn’t recognized.
    “Hello…Miss Gray.”
    Holy crap. That was his voice. I pressed pause, then set
it back to the start. Miss Gray. I bet he said that on purpose . That
thought caused a nervous grin to spread across my face.
    “Hello…Miss Gray. This is Dr. Harrison. I hope you
don’t mind me contacting you, but I felt it was important. I happened to notice
that as you exited the hospital you accidentally dropped your doctor
referral list into the trash. I’m sure you could probably have Dr. Wallace
resend it, but I happen to know she’s in route back home. So, I’d like to get
this back to you ASAP. If you plan to visit your friend today, why don’t you
meet me in that same cafeteria around one? I’m on my way to the hospital now.”
     

CHAPTER 6
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    Alyssa was less than ecstatic to learn of our detour as she sat in the
passenger seat cradling a full loaf of bread. I assumed most teens would be
glued to their phones texting or doing whatever social media trend was popular,
but Alyssa rarely had hers out. I wondered if she had any friends or a
boyfriend. I never brought it up. Another one of my don’t ask, don’t tell relationships.
    “I don’t get it,” she said, staring out the window.
“Why do we have to drive out to some hospital in BFE?”
    “I told you. I need to pick something up.”
    “That’s Bum Fuck Egypt in case you didn’t
know.”
    “Yeah, I got it. I’m not that old.”
    “So, what do you have to get?”
    “Look, it’s important. It’s for work. I could have
come back for you, but I didn’t want you disappearing on me.” I looked over to
smile at her, and she met me with the same.
    “Thanks. I guess I didn’t have shit to do anyway.”
    “I thought we were going to work on that language.”
    “I am.” She smiled. Then, she reached over and popped
on the radio, flipping through channels at lightning speed. When she stopped on
a hard rock station, she turned the dial up to thirteen in volume. I waited
until her head turned toward the window, so I could bump it up to an even
fourteen.
    Music saturated the car as we drove down the freeway,
and my mind went straight to Dr. Harrison. He must have followed me out and had
seen me throw the referral list away. If he’d told Dr. Wallace, it would be a
letdown, and it would tell me what kind of man he was. I couldn’t understand
why that was so important to me, but I was also dying to know why he was at the
hospital in the first place.
    “I hate hospitals,” Alyssa said, trailing me through
the chilly lobby.
    It didn’t take long for the warmth of the summer sun
to be sucked straight from my skin. “Yeah, me, too.”
    Our feet slapped against the tile and echoed off the walls,
alerting me of my increased pace as we made our way down the hall to the coffee
shop. Checking my watch, I realized I had five minutes to spare. I gave Alyssa
money to buy a soda, and I locked in on my view of the entryway, startling with
every person who walked through. It made no sense at all over something that
would probably be a two-minute handoff.
    “Thought you said one o’clock,” Alyssa said at five
after. She tossed her soda cup into the trash and stood with her arms folded.
    We had waited until one fifteen, sitting at the same
table Dr. Harrison and I had sat at a day earlier. What is this guy’s game ?
My head heated as I stood, giving one last