Blind Leap by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781933110912
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2007-06-15T03:00:00+00:00

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Bud laid his palm against the Impala’s horn. That kid better not keep him waiting. Just because he took her out for a drink the night before didn’t mean he’d gone soft or suddenly turned into her good buddy.

But boy, she sure showed him last night. He’d thought he was playing a smart trick on her, telling her to break into that apartment without any idea what she was doing. He figured his ploy would give him thirty minutes’ peace and a chance to eat dinner on the clock. Instead, turned out the pup was more skilled than he’d given her credit for. He wasn’t about to tell her, but he was fairly impressed. Who’d have known the country bumpkin was a fucking gymnast?

After that, he’d figured he owed the kid a beer. He would’ve treated Yoshi to a cold one, too, if she’d been interested. Not that he could see the Japanese princess swilling beer with him in some dive bar. Not her cup of tea. Instead she’d insisted that she had the perfect job for him; he could watch a bunch of DVDs they’d found at Conant’s place. Yoshi thought they might reveal something critical that would break open the case. Like there was a case. No one was pretending the vic didn’t go over the bridge. And it seemed obvious that if the Conant guy took a header off the Golden Gate, then he meant to do it.

Watching those movies was probably some kind of ruse to get him to voluntarily expose himself to four hours of queer propaganda. Joke was on him. He was happy to have something he could do while sitting on his ass. ’Course, she hadn’t warned him it was all gay shit. Probably knew he wouldn’t have done the job if she had. He’d parked himself in front of the TV with a six-pack and a remote control. That was the only way he’d gotten through them—watching them on 6x. Bunch of disturbing queer flicks.

“Morning.” Tucker slid in on the bench seat.

He watched her carefully out of the side of his eye, all but daring her to mention the black canvas bag that hung over the back of the seat between them. It had a large section for files, and big pockets on the sides where he stored his cameras and snacks. There was the slightest upturn of her lips, the same twitch he’d seen the last time she’d ridden with him. He knew what the brat was thinking. But they had an unspoken agreement. So long as she kept her trap shut about the bag, he didn’t have to throw it out the window and drive back and forth over it for good measure.

He’d been a surprised when Tucker gave it to him for his birthday a couple of months ago. She’d only been working at Blind Eye a few weeks and he hadn’t been nice to her once. He’d decided the kid had serious daddy issues. He wasn’t about to accept that role, especially not for some needy little daddy’s girl.

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