[03] Vendetta by Fern Michaels

Author:Fern Michaels [Michaels, Fern]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Rutledge, Detective and mystery stories, Myra (Fictitious character), Revenge, General, Romance, Suspense, Female friendship, Suspense fiction, Fiction, Victims of crimes
ISBN: 9780821778777
Publisher: Zebra Books
Published: 2006-01-01T08:00:00+00:00

Thirteen

Jack Emery swatted at his forehead not once but three times as he tried to comprehend what he was hearing. Conover had called to say all the women of Pinewood were leaving in separate vehicles.

“The old guy managed to walk out under his own power and he’s getting into one of the cars. I can’t get a good fix on it, Jack. Most of the cars are black and there are no lights on outside. The cars aren’t putting their headlights on, either. Martin is still inside. The house is all lit up, smoke coming out of all the chimneys.”

“Which car is the old gent in?”

“He was in the first one, I think, but they started to jockey the cars so the big rig could get turned around. Maybe the third one, then again it could be the second one. I can’t see, Jack. These night-vision lenses are shit for the birds. What do you want me to do?”

“Nothing. Sit there and don’t move.”

The cellphone rang the moment Jack broke the connection with Conover. “You on it, Moody?”

“Yeah. Which one do you want me to follow?”

“Whichever car has two people in it.”

“Jack, they aren’t all going in the same direction. I can’t see who’s in the cars. And there’s a cop sitting a half-mile up the road with a radar trap. Make up your mind, Jack, the cars are going past me right now.”

“Where’s the big rig?”

“It’s in the lead. Then a sedan, a little Mini Cooper, then another sedan. Two cars split off and went in the other direction. There’s one sitting on the road waiting for a break in traffic. Don’t know which way she’s going.”

“That’s only six cars. I thought there were seven.”

“Six, Jack. Conover said the Asian girl hasn’t come back. Six. What do you want me to do?”

“Follow the rig. I think they use it for…their tricks.”

“OK. I can keep that one in sight. The other one just passed me. I got a good look at her because she’s going slow. Older woman, gray hair, I think. She’s wearing glasses.”

“Stay with the rig, Moody. Report in as soon as you know something.”

“OK, I’m outta here.”

Jack slumped back in his chair. He looked at Mark through narrowed eyes. “They are smart!” He related the two phone calls for Mark’s benefit.

“Maybe they’re taking the old guy to the hospital or maybe they’re taking him to a doctor who doesn’t make house calls. It is a holiday weekend. If the old guy is sick they probably realize they aren’t going to get a doctor easily if something is wrong. By the way, who was the old lady who arrived this afternoon?”

Jack shrugged. “No idea. Maybe a relative of Myra Rutledge’s. The way Moody described her, it sounded like the old lady that was out at Pinewood a few months ago. Why are you asking?” Jack asked.

“No reason. Old lady, old guy, that kind of thing. Whoever she is, she’s back at Pinewood with Martin. Don’t suppose it means anything.

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