Unlikely Love: A Hot, Romantic Suspense Series: Book 1 (The Carlisle Sisters) by Kay Brody Read Free Book Online Page A

Hugs and well wishes were exchanged.
    “We’re so glad you’re alright,” Jen said genuinely.
    “So am I,” Tracy said wanly.
    “Can you remember anything, Tracy?”  Grey asked.
    “Only that I was painting and I noticed an unfamiliar man go into the Ferris Wheel control shack.  A little while later I saw smoke escaping from under the door,” Tracy explained.  “I went inside to investigate and tried to shut down the ride.  Then I was hit over the head and blacked out.”
    “You didn’t see anyone?”  Grey asked.
    “No. I’m sorry,” Tracy replied.
    “It’s alright.  The most important thing is that you are alright,” Grey said.
    “But I do remember hearing heavy footsteps running away,” Tracy said.  “But that probably doesn’t help much.”
    “It may help more than you think,” Grey replied.
    “Good.  Now can I get out of here?”  Tracy grinned weakly.
    “Absolutely,” Beth smiled.
    The nurse came in with the release papers and a wheel chair.  Grey helped Tracy into the chair and Jen stood ready to push it.
    “Let’s go,” Tracy said as cheerfully as her concussion and pain medication would allow.
    They all left the infirmary in a happy mood but Beth and Grey were still very worried.
     
    *****
     
    Beth entered Tracy’s bedroom carrying a breakfast tray.  Tracy saw her come into the room and sat up in bed.
    “I’m so tired of this bed I could scream,” Tracy grumbled.
    Beth placed the tray across Tracy’s lap.
    “You’ve only been in it for two days, Tracy.  I swear you are the world’s worst patient,” Beth grinned.
    “Like you would be the model patient if you were stuck in bed, day in and day out,” Tracy asserted.
    Beth chuckled.
    “You’re probably right.  It would drive me bonkers.  But that doesn’t mean you can get up,” Beth said as she sat on the side of the bed.  “You only have one more day of bedrest. You can do it.”
    “Hmm!  Easy for you to say,” Tracy muttered.
    Beth snagged a piece of bacon from Tracy’s plate and took a bite.
    “Yes it is,” Beth grinned.
    Tracy slapped at Beth’s hand.
    “Stay off of my plate,” Tracy retorted.  She took a bite of her scrambled eggs.  “Hey, did I hear you and Jen arguing this morning?  You guys woke me up.”
    Beth grimaced.
    “Sorry to wake you.  Jen and I can’t seem to be in the same room without a shouting match erupting,” Beth muttered.
    “You are supposed to be making peace.  Why are you fighting?”  Tracy asked in concern.
    “She drives me crazy, Trace.  She wants to be worldly and sophisticated.  She puts on airs and acts like she is entitled,” Beth began.  “She’s the only one that hasn’t found a working niche for herself here at the resort.  She acts like she shouldn’t have to work when we both know that she barely had a pot to piss in when she was in California.”
    Tracy chuckled but felt guilty for doing so.  But she knew Beth was right.
    “Stephon didn’t leave her much to live on.  He hid his money and hired a slick attorney to cheat her out of what she would have had coming,” Tracy said.
    “So why can’t she come down to earth and help us run this resort?  She needs this place whether she wants to admit it or not,” Beth exclaimed.
    “Give her some time, Beth.  She will come around; she has no other choice,” Tracy said.
    “Give her time?   The more time I spend with her the more I want to ring her neck,” Beth complained.
    “Leave her neck in one piece.  I’m the only invalid around here,” Tracy grinned.
    Beth looked away from Tracy.  Tracy could see that something else was bothering her.
    “What is it, Beth?  What’s on your mind?”  Tracy asked softly.
    Beth looked at her.
    “I think it would be easier for me to leave Jen intact if I moved out,” Beth began.
    “Beth!  We talked—
    “I know I said I would try to work on the sisterhood—and I still will; but I just can’t stay here anymore,” Beth said urgently.