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Chapters (95)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright
  3. Dedication
  4. Epigraph
  5. One
  6. Two
  7. Three
  8. Four
  9. Five
  10. Six
  11. Seven
  12. Eight
  13. Nine
  14. Ten
  15. Eleven
  16. Twelve
  17. Thirteen
  18. Fourteen
  19. Fifteen
  20. Sixteen
  21. Seventeen
  22. Eighteen
  23. Nineteen
  24. Twenty
  25. Twenty-One
  26. Twenty-Two
  27. Twenty-Three
  28. Twenty-Four
  29. Twenty-Five
  30. Twenty-Six
  31. Twenty-Seven
  32. Twenty-Eight
  33. Twenty-Nine
  34. Thirty
  35. Thirty-One
  36. Thirty-Two
  37. Thirty-Three
  38. Thirty-Four
  39. Thirty-Five
  40. Thirty-Six
  41. Thirty-Seven
  42. Thirty-Eight
  43. Thirty-Nine
  44. Forty
  45. Forty-One
  46. Forty-Two
  47. Forty-Three
  48. Forty-Four
  49. Forty-Five
  50. Forty-Six
  51. Forty-Seven
  52. Forty-Eight
  53. Forty-Nine
  54. Fifty
  55. Fifty-One
  56. Fifty-Two
  57. Fifty-Three
  58. Fifty-Four
  59. Fifty-Five
  60. Fifty-Six
  61. Fifty-Seven
  62. Fifty-Eight
  63. Fifty-Nine
  64. Sixty
  65. Sixty-One
  66. Sixty-Two
  67. Sixty-Three
  68. Sixty-Four
  69. Sixty-Five
  70. Sixty-Six
  71. Sixty-Seven
  72. Sixty-Eight
  73. Sixty-Nine
  74. Seventy
  75. Seventy-One
  76. Seventy-Two
  77. Seventy-Three
  78. Seventy-Four
  79. Seventy-Five
  80. Seventy-Six
  81. Seventy-Seven
  82. Seventy-Eight
  83. Seventy-Nine
  84. Eighty
  85. Eighty-One
  86. Eighty-Two
  87. Eighty-Three
  88. Eighty-Four
  89. Eighty-Five
  90. Eighty-Six
  91. Eighty-Seven
  92. Acknowledgements
  93. About the Author
  94. Also by David Swinson
  95. Thank you for buying this ebook, published by Hachette Digital.

“He’s buying stolen property,” Hurley begins. “That’s what the kid in the hospital says. Who knows? Maybe he did have your house hit because he knew there’d be a gun in there. Maybe it is coincidence you were surveilling your cousin and all the time he was doing business with Jasper, too. Maybe he thought you were nipping at him.”

“Wouldn’t that be something? Listen, I’ll talk to my source again, see if I can persuade him to do the right thing.”

“Let me know. I’m always here.”

“Later, Joe,” I say.

“Later.”

I disconnect.

Jasper’s a big guy. Bigger than I am, but he’s take-out-food big. Still, he’s intimidating enough to dissuade me from going hand to hand with him if it ever comes to that. Wyatt is bigger, though, and it ain’t from takeout. He’s the one I have to worry about. When it comes to dirty cops, it’s not something I want to handle alone. As much as I might want to, there’s just too much that can go wrong. It’s not like those books or shows.

I feel better that Hurley is on it now. My head is clearing up a bit, and some blow will help even more. After I snort one up, it’s clear to me that I have to convince Biddy and Diamond that the only way they’re going to get out from under this mess is to cooperate with the police. That means making another trip to Old Town.

Sixty-Six

Sixty-Six

I park in a space on the street and walk a couple of blocks to the motel. The streets are well lit in this area. The continuous shrill of the cicadas is starting to drive me crazy. Day after day, night after night. I know it’s supposed to be some kinda love song, but all I hear in it is frenzy.

I don’t see Diamond’s cab in the lot.

There’s a light on in Biddy’s room, though. I knock on the door.

Knock again. Harder. No response.

I listen for movement or anything else, maybe the TV, but nothing. I wait a couple minutes just in case he’s in the bathroom, knock again.

I call him on my phone, but it goes straight to voice mail. Call Diamond and get the same thing.

I walk to the motel office, peek through the window before I enter. It’s not the old man. Some young twentysomething guy with a disturbing hair bun, if that’s what you even call it. I enter.

He looks up from his iPhone.

“Can I help you?”