Bare Skin: An Addictive New Crime Series (DS Jamie Johansson Book 1) by Morgan Greene

Author:Morgan Greene [Greene, Morgan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mercury Press
Published: 2020-07-15T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 23

Roper slumped down into the passenger seat with his eyes closed.

She’d switched to his home phone after the twentieth call, hoping that the ringer would rouse him.

Eventually, it did.

And despite having only gotten in three hours earlier from his pub-crawl with Thompson, he’d risen to the call.

She could smell the alcohol streaming out of his mouth and nose as he huffed, looking green. He’d barely slept and was still about as drunk as people got while they were conscious.

She handed him a large black coffee with two extra shots — which made five in total. Enough to invigorate a horse — along with a croissant that had been out on display since the morning before. He needed both, desperately.

Jamie pulled away cleanly, glancing left at Roper, who was sitting upright, still in the clothes from the night before, clutching the pastry and coffee in front of him, unable to lift either to his lips.

‘You’ve got twenty minutes to sober up,’ Jamie growled, gripping the steering wheel.

Roper groaned as she decelerated into a red light.

She was focused. Completely so. And totally wired.

Elliot had text her the address after she’d left and she’d memorised the route. It wasn’t far and she knew the area.

It was in an older part of the city that had gone downhill in recent years. A lot of the buildings there were empty or under construction, left derelict and handed over to whoever had the gall to pull the boards off the windows and get inside.

They weren’t fit for habitation, but users who'd do anything for a taste rarely needed more than privacy to get their fix.

And sometimes not even that.

Elliot had tagged the address with a ‘Be careful, this guy is bad news.’ And Jamie would be, but she could feel the kevlar-enforced toe caps in her boots if she pushed her toes upwards, and she wasn’t afraid to use them.

She glanced in the rear-view and saw her dad in the back seat. He was looking at her.

They locked eyes and he nodded. Go get him.

Jamie smirked for a second, and then caught herself, looking away.

When she checked again, he was gone.

Roper sucked on the coffee, but didn’t touch the croissant until they were practically there.

When she pulled up and killed the engine at the corner of a street that speared off from another at ninety degrees, and ended in darkness, Roper opened his eyes.

Jamie was parked under a streetlight, looking out of the driver’s side window.

The name of the street had been spray-painted over. A tired sign bolted to the side of the brick building, now stained black. But she knew that under it the words Mott Street were embossed.

Of the eight streetlights on it, only three were working.

The far end just seemed to end in darkness about sixty yards down.

Jamie knew that just beyond it, the road ended and there was an entrance to a building site that had been stagnant for a few years. They’d begun developing on the ground, but the site had lost funding and been sitting ever since.

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