Hare Today, Dead Tomorrow (45 page)

Still, there were practicalities to consider.

I skimmed the conference catalogue, trying to remind myself I was here in my capacity as a medical professional, rather than a beach bunny, by deciding which of the day’s sessions to attend.

“There are some great talks scheduled this morning,” I said thoughtfully, “starting with one on feline AIDS this morning at nine. The afternoon has some good ones, too. One on diabetic ketoacidosis, one on canine pancreatitis...hey, here’s one on inflammatory bowel disease. In fact, if you wouldn’t mind occupying yourself pretty much all day, I’d be happy to go from one session to the next.”

I glanced over at Nick, who was still wearing one of the fluffy white terry cloth robes that came with the room.

He didn’t seem to be listening. He was much too absorbed in the complimentary copy of the
Honolulu Star-Bulletin
we’d found outside our door.

“Maybe you could hit the beach,” I suggested. “Didn’t your guidebook say there was good snorkeling right behind the hotel? You could—”

“Jess,” he interrupted, his tone strained, “isn’t Marnie Burton the name of that reporter you met yesterday?”

“That’s her name,” I replied. “Why? What about her?”

“Whoa,” Nick breathed. “Bad news.”

He held up the newspaper so I could see the headlines. I gasped loudly as I read, “REPORTER FOUND MURDERED.”

HARE TODAY, DEAD TOMORROW
A Bantam Book / May 2006

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