Black Oil, Red Blood by Diane Castle

Author:Diane Castle
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, azw3
Tags: Thrillers
ISBN: 9780974474229
Publisher: Wishlist
Published: 2012-02-02T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 23

Cameron cut our ropes off and led us to his car, a Toyota Prius hybrid.

“Thought I had this place pretty well protected,” he said. “I wiped the address out of most of the commercial and government databases. How’d you get it?”

“FBI,” Nash answered.

A strange look passed across Cameron’s face.

“What?” I asked.

“Oh nothing,” Cameron said. “You just shouldn’t have been able to get it from them. But what’s done is done.”

Nash looked suspicious. “How come you didn’t pick up your phone when we called?”

“What number did you have?” Cameron asked.

Nash told him.

“I got rid of that number last week. Have to keep things fresh, you know.”

“Who the heck are you,” I asked, “and why is everyone out to get you?”

“I’m a computer programmer,” he said. “I used to work for PetroPlex. I’ll tell you everything, but first we’ve got to get out of here.”

A computer programmer who was also a crack shot with a gun? I supposed it was possible. This was Texas, after all. Still, I was a little spooked. He had killed those guys a little too cleanly—a little too easily—for your average white-collar Joe. “Where are we going?” I asked.

Cameron grinned. “I could tell you, but then I’d have to kill you.”

My stomach dropped.

Seeing the pallor in my face, Cameron said quickly, “I’m kidding! I’m kidding! Calm down.”

Nash scowled. “Is that some kind of computer geek humor? Knock it off!”

Undaunted, Cameron started whistling a tune. He sure was cheerful for a guy with some very bad dudes after him. His easy slouch and old beat up jeans made him come off like a dude who was comfortable in his skin, no matter the circumstances. If a bunch of dead assassins on his property didn’t get to him, I was guessing that not much would. But why would he be so nonchalant about it all? Did he kill people every day? Was it a smart move to actually get in the car with him?

He opened the car door for me. I eyed Nash, and Nash nodded. He seemed to be okay with Cameron. I supposed Cameron did save our lives after all, but why? If I didn’t get in the car, I guess I’d never know, so I slid into shotgun while the guys settled down in the back.

“What about the, um, bodies?” I asked. “Are we just going to leave them for people to find? Couldn’t that be. . . bad for you?”

“Did you notice the neighborhood?” Cameron said. “Three or four bodies aren’t going to seem that out of place. The police will assume gang violence and close the case without a lot of investigation.”

“But you just. . . shot them. Just like that,” I said.

“It’s amazing what you can learn to do in the name of self-preservation,” Cameron said.

I wasn’t so sure. I felt certain I’d be having nightmares about all the bodies that had piled up around me today for years to come.

“So you don’t stay here much then?” Nash asked.

“I’m staying at a hotel downtown.

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