AT LAST (An Alex Troutt Thriller Book 6) by John W. Mefford

Author:John W. Mefford [Mefford, John W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: crime thriller female, female sleuth, mystery thriller fbi, thriller and mysteries best sellers, mystery thriller series, women sleuths, women sleuths thriller series, thriller books psychological suspense series
Publisher: Sugar Hill Press
Published: 2016-11-03T22:00:00+00:00

11

“Give me ten bucks and I’ll wash yo car. It’ll be the best wash you’ll ever see. Try me.”

A man with his flat-billed Raiders cap half-cocked to the side hunched near the open window of my rental car. Why he’d decided to stop at my car and bother me, I had no idea. Perhaps I had “outsider” etched on my windshield and my forehead. All I wanted him to do was leave me alone. I’d found an inconspicuous spot near a dumpster and a bunch of overgrown weeds in the parking lot of a laundromat across the street from Hank’s Bar. While I awaited a call back from Brad and Nick, I couldn’t help but exercise my curiosity. Would Hank lead me to her sister, or was her sibling living south of the border, or hundreds of miles in the other direction? That was my sole focus, at least until this guy had walked up and rapped on my window until I rolled it down.

He brushed his snotty nose with the palm of his hand, then stuck both hands in the pockets of his Raiders windbreaker that looked like it had been washed with bleach.

“Sorry. Not interested,” I said.

“I guess I should start by saying my name is Simon. Nice to meet you.”

“Okay. Thanks for the offer.” I wasn’t about to get into a conversation, so I pushed the button to roll up my window.

“Hold up, hold up,” he said, extending his hand in the window opening just before it got crushed.

“Yes, Simon?”

“I’m the best around. You can ask anyone.” He smiled.

“I don’t need a car wash though.”

He leaned back and looked up and down the dusty Camry. “Not from what I see.”

“Well, you don’t look like you’ve got all the gear to wash my car anyway—not from what I see.”

A quick grin crossed his face, exposing a full set of teeth as white as rice.

“Oh, that’s your concern?”

I kept a straight face.

“You haven’t seen Simon in action, yet. Just watch.” He pulled out his phone, tapped the screen a couple of times and talked into the receiver with his back half-turned.

I heard something along the lines of, “Yo, peep,” and then, “We’ve got a seven-sixty-nine.” And finally, “Fine piece of ass,” he murmured.

“Excuse me!” I said.

He pocketed the phone. “Hey, no worries. Me and my peep were talking about hitting Crossroads later where all the little lovelies hang out.”

“Great,” I said with little enthusiasm.

“So any minute now my team is going to roll up in a white van. They’ll be all over this car in no time. We’ll have it cleaner than the Queen’s ass in ten minutes flat.”

“Simon, I’m not interested,” I said with a direct tone, my eyes not leaving his.

“But...” he splayed his arms from his side, “everyone always does what Simon says.”

I let him see the whites of my eyes. “Seriously?”

He grinned again. “You got ten dollars I can borrow for a little spending money at Crossroads?”

I felt some change in my overcoat pocket. “Here’s six bucks and thirty-eight cents.

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