Chapters (25)
“Won’t work,” she replied. “That’s when I usually leave the office—unless something is going on. Why don’t you meet me at the security checkpoint where I stumbled across you earlier today. I’ll see you there at six. If it looks like I won’t be able to make it, I’ll give you a call and let you know.”
“All right,” I said as I leaned over and we exchanged an embrace and a small kiss. “See you then.”
“Yeah,” she replied as I pulled on my hat and zipped up my jacket. “See you then.”
I gave her one last smile and then threw open the door and dashed from the car into the pelting rain. Patricia waited until she saw I was in my car, and then, with a wave, she pulled away. I sat and watched until she turned the corner at the end of the block and then I reached for my phone. I listened to Zimmer’s message again and then started to call.
And as I touched the icon to make the call, I wondered how Zimmer had gotten my number—because I had purposely not given it to him.
CHAPTER 12
CHAPTER 12
EVALEEN INFORMED ME THAT THE sheriff was in a monthly meeting with the county commissioners that afternoon and would be unavailable for the rest of the day. But she would certainly let him know I had called, and was there anything she could do in his stead? I thanked her and answered that it was nothing important and that I would call again.
I then looked up the number of the convenience store where Sandy worked and gave them a call. The girl on duty at the counter told me that Sandy hadn’t come in to work that day. When I informed her I had some important information for Sandy, she gave me her cell number without hesitation.
I called and got no answer but left a message on her voice mail. I told her that Leon was out of jail and that should he show up, wherever she might be, she was to call the sheriff immediately. I also asked her to call me so that we could arrange a meeting.
I thought it best I get back to the dock and see if Parker had returned yet. I also needed to stop at the marine supply store and let them know that a Mr. Parker Wells would be stopping in now and again, and that he had my authorization to pick up supplies and equipment on my account. But first, I wanted to check on the condition of my truck. Just maybe the glass had come in and it would be ready today. I drifted through traffic over to the Truman Parkway and from there to Thunderbolt.