After the Darkness, Mistress of the Game, Angel of the Dark by Sidney Sheldon

After the Darkness, Mistress of the Game, Angel of the Dark by Sidney Sheldon

Author:Sidney Sheldon [Tilly Bagshawe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2013-08-22T00:00:00+00:00


Tommy King did not like Thailand.

There was only so much Asian pussy that one man could enjoy. Once you’d seen the first hundred girls fire ping pong balls out of their assholes, smoke cigars with their pussies and exhaust the rest of their repertoire of bizarre sexual party tricks, it actually got kinda tame. And then what were you left with? Fried bugs, stinking hot weather and frikkin’ dysentery, that’s what.

Tommy King wanted a Big Mac, Monday Night Football, Fox News, and sex with a white woman over thirty who considered her asshole to be an exit, not an entrance. After five long years, he wanted this godforsaken assignment to be over. The guy was obviously dead, like his two buddies. Why couldn’t the Templeton girl just accept that?

When Tommy King first met Lexi Templeton at her sixteenth birthday party, he thought he was on to a money-spinner. Little had he known that the search for the girl’s kidnappers would take five long, fruitless years. Years that had seen the sallow-skinned PI clock up more air miles than Henry Kissinger, and for what? Sure, the job had netted him a tidy little nest egg. But he was sixty-two already, and tired as all hell. Besides, what use was money in a dump like Phuket?

Agent Edwards, the FBI hero (schmuck) who had pulled Lexi out of the burning mill all those years ago had tried to warn him. Tommy King went to visit Agent Edwards at his place on Long Island, a huge, French country pile paid for by the girl’s grateful father. Crunching his way up the graveled drive, Tommy King thought, Jeez, Blackwell money goes a long way. Then he saw Agent Edwards’ barbequed face and thought, But not far enough.

‘You’ll never find them. Believe me, we’ve tried.’

They sat outside in the garden on a joyously warm spring day. A maid brought them fresh lemonade. Tommy King watched Agent Edwards sip it with what used to be his mouth and tried not to wince.

‘What makes you so sure?’

‘The fire destroyed everything, all the physical evidence. All we had to go on were Lexi’s own descriptions. They were fairly detailed in some respects, but it wasn’t enough.’ Agent Edwards shook his head sadly. ‘We’re as sure as we can be that none of the major crime syndicates were involved.’

‘No mob?’

‘Definitely not. We looked into everyone close to the Blackwell family who had a grievance. Real or imagined. It’s a long list.’

‘I’ll bet.’ Tommy King took a sip of his own lemonade. It was ambrosial.

‘Kruger-Brent employees, household staff. We even looked at Dr Templeton’s old patients. He was a psychiatrist, you know, before his marriage. We figured maybe some whack job with a thing for little kids?’

Tommy King shivered.

‘Anyway, after two years and a pretty much unlimited budget, we dropped the case. I wish you luck. But you’re looking for three needles in a haystack the size of Canada.’



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