Free Fall (Free Fall Vol. 2): (Loving Summer #7: The Donovan Brothers #4) by Kailin Gow Read Free Book Online

any computers to use the webcams to check out private rooms.”
                “Normally
that is unethical and forbidden, Thompson,” I said, but here, we’re trying to
find a missing person in a life or death situation.
                “Do
you want me to find her or not,” he asked matter-of-factly.
                “Of
course I do,” I said. “But…”
                “The
local authorities have been alerted to her disappearance, yet they haven’t even
lifted a finger, and she’s been missing for days. Those are critical days,
which anything could have happened to her then,” Thompson said. 
                “True,”
I gave Thompson a nod, and said, “I leave it up to you. You’re in charge of the
surveillance, and, as for me…” I put on my black jacket and dark jeans and
combat boots.  “I’m going to go see Nat.”
                I
walked out of the main tech room and down to the garage, pulling out my cell
phone.
                “Hi,
I’m Drew Donovan, the brother of your patient. No, I’m not Andrew. I’m Drew.
And he’s Nat, Nat Donovan…the patient with the head surgery conducted by Dr.
Jones a few days ago?”
                I
grabbed a pistol from my private locker in the garage of the building, which
Donovan Dynamics was headquartered.  Now in Los Angeles, and closer to where
Summer worked at the hospital.  I placed the pistol in my holster under my
jacket.  Rachel and I had one to protect ourselves, being who we were as
recognizable billionaire heirs.  I rarely have it on me or near me, and I think
Rachel threw hers away, refusing to live in fear or have a bodyguard constantly
around her. But today was different.  If they got Nat and took Summer, they
might go after Rachel or I.
                I
lost the connection between my phone to the hospital in the garage and put it
aside, while I pulled out of the garage in my black Mercedes.  It was sedate
and wouldn’t draw too much attention. 
                Once
out of the garage, my phone found its connection again.  “I’m sorry,” I said,
reconnecting.  “I’m Dr. Summer Jones’ fiancé, Drew Donovan.  How is the patient
he operated on for head injuries doing? What? You can’t find him? He’s
missing?  And the woman who was visiting him almost everyday…Rachel
Donovan…she’s gone, too?”
                I
stepped on the gas, speeding my way through traffic to where, I had no clue.  I
just know I had to find them all.  Nat, Nat, Nat, where could you be?
                The
last time I saw him was at the Blue Meridien Hotel, and he was in a hurry to
leave.  He did slip me his card, though, and what if, by some strange freak of
natural coincidence, he would have his phone on him?  I pulled out his card and
punched in his number. And pray somehow it would lead to something.
                The
phone began ringing, and a young woman’s voice picked up. 
                “Hi,”
she said. “Oh, sorry, I thought I picked up my phone,” she said almost to
herself.  “I must have that patron’s phone on me, pick it up by mistake. But
he’s in the hospital, and well…Oops, I shouldn’t have picked up. May be some
guy who’s after Eddie, too, like he was. Man, that Eddie, throwing me out like
that after that earth-shattering sex we’ve just had, and in front of that Dr.
Bitch he’s so goo goo over right now. What does she have that I don’t? Yes,
nice boobs and hair, those pretty hazel eyes. So what? What was he trying to
impress her for? She’s only bait…” seemed like she forgot the phone was on as
she rambled on and on, which gave me enough time to locate where she was…
                Right
in Malibu, close to, I couldn’t believe it, Aunt Sookie’s Pad. 
                “What
a dumb happy go-lucky name she has too. Sunny or something, he called her.