Chapters (95)
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Dedication
- Epigraph
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-One
- Twenty-Two
- Twenty-Three
- Twenty-Four
- Twenty-Five
- Twenty-Six
- Twenty-Seven
- Twenty-Eight
- Twenty-Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-One
- Thirty-Two
- Thirty-Three
- Thirty-Four
- Thirty-Five
- Thirty-Six
- Thirty-Seven
- Thirty-Eight
- Thirty-Nine
- Forty
- Forty-One
- Forty-Two
- Forty-Three
- Forty-Four
- Forty-Five
- Forty-Six
- Forty-Seven
- Forty-Eight
- Forty-Nine
- Fifty
- Fifty-One
- Fifty-Two
- Fifty-Three
- Fifty-Four
- Fifty-Five
- Fifty-Six
- Fifty-Seven
- Fifty-Eight
- Fifty-Nine
- Sixty
- Sixty-One
- Sixty-Two
- Sixty-Three
- Sixty-Four
- Sixty-Five
- Sixty-Six
- Sixty-Seven
- Sixty-Eight
- Sixty-Nine
- Seventy
- Seventy-One
- Seventy-Two
- Seventy-Three
- Seventy-Four
- Seventy-Five
- Seventy-Six
- Seventy-Seven
- Seventy-Eight
- Seventy-Nine
- Eighty
- Eighty-One
- Eighty-Two
- Eighty-Three
- Eighty-Four
- Eighty-Five
- Eighty-Six
- Eighty-Seven
- Acknowledgements
- About the Author
- Also by David Swinson
- Thank you for buying this ebook, published by Hachette Digital.
“Please listen. The homeless man gave the man in the car a gun and a laptop in exchange for something that looked like drugs. The man put the laptop in the trunk of his Cadillac but held on to the gun.”
“Are those men there now?” she asks.
“Yes. Again, I saw the man from the Cadillac get a clear baggie of what looked like drugs out of the front of his car, then go to the trunk to do something.”
“Where are you now?”
“I’m on the side street, just a few feet away. The man just gave the homeless guy something else that he got from out of his trunk. Maybe money, too. You have to hurry. The homeless guy is leaving. The man just carried the clear baggie back to the front. I think he’s getting ready to leave.”
“Describe the man, sir.”
I give her a good description of Jasper as well as a description of the vehicle and its tag number.
Jasper and the other three hit the parking lot. He shakes hands with the fuckboy FTO, who gets in a late-model Camry with the bartender. The other girl sticks around to talk to Jasper.
“Hold on, sir,” the dispatcher advises.
I hear her dispatch a primary and a secondary unit to the scene. No lights or sirens, so it’s not a code 1. Smart dispatcher.
“And you’re sure he had a gun, sir?”
“Yes. Positive.”
I hear her say, “Subject might be armed, so use caution.”
“I have units responding now, sir. What is your name?”
“Robert, but I don’t want to get involved.”
The other guy backs out and drives away with the bartender.
“The responding officers will need to interview you after they investigate.”
“No. He looks really dangerous. I just got married. No.”
“Please stay on the phone with me, sir.”
“They have to hurry. He’s talking to a woman now. I don’t know what he’s going to do.”
The woman hugs Jasper, then enters one of the other cars, looks like a Subaru. Jasper watches her drive off, then makes his way to his car.
“He’s getting ready to leave,” I say.
“Units are responding. Can you give me your name, please?”
“Robert. That’s all,” and I disconnect.
I see two units speed down Connecticut and make the left onto the side street. I recline my seat farther down and turn off my car.
The first one on the scene is a 10-4 unit. They roll in the lot and block Jasper’s car just as his rear lights turn on. The second car is a 10-99. The driver pulls behind the other cruiser.
The two officers in the first cruiser shine the car’s spotlight through the rear window of the Cadillac.
They jump out, guns drawn, and shield themselves behind their car doors. The officer from the second cruiser does the same.