Blood Rise: A London Carter Novel (London Carter Mystery Series Book 6) by BJ Bourg

Author:BJ Bourg [Bourg, BJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2017-09-30T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 30

Just off the coast of Dark Sands Beach, Mississippi

I hit the reverse on the Jet Ski when I reached the spot where Vaughn Toussaint had been thrown overboard and then shut off the engine. The water patrol officers were scanning the waves that rolled gently in from the Gulf of Mexico.

“He went down right over there,” one of them shouted, pointing to a spot in the water.

A Jet Ski slowed to a rocking stop beside me and I turned to see Dawn straddling it. Her wet shirt was stretched tight over her flesh and streams of salt water dripped down her face. “That was a rush,” she said breathlessly. “I almost flew off the back when I first gave it the gas.”

I nodded and pointed toward where a hand broke the surface of the water. It was followed quickly by Vaughn’s head. His eyes were wide and he was gasping for air, choking on water.

“There he is!” I shouted.

With a quick flick of his wrist, one of the water patrol officers sent a life ring sailing through the air. It plopped into the water directly over Vaughn’s head and he gratefully wrapped both arms around it. Hanging on like a wet rat on a log, he meekly allowed himself to be pulled toward the boat. While he’d appeared to be a strong swimmer, he was now exhausted and out of breath.

The officers handcuffed Vaughn and sat him in the back of the boat while Dawn and I retrieved the third Jet Ski. We guided it toward the water patrol vessel so they could tow it back to the rental company, and then we all returned to the beach.

Detective McQuarie was standing on the sidewalk beyond the beach eating an ice cream sundae. He smiled when we approached, taking in our drenched clothes. “I don’t run after anybody,” he said, holding up his left thumb. “I just use this to press the button on my radio, and the suspects miraculously appear—handcuffed and ready to talk.”

I grunted in amusement and we followed McQuarie to his cruiser. He raised an eyebrow when we got in all wet, but he didn’t say anything about it.

“We’ll get you guys some dry clothes at the station,” he said. “And then you can interview Mr. Toussaint before we transport him to the county jail.”

I thanked him and reached for my phone to see if we’d heard anything from Magnolia, but immediately groaned.

“What is it?” Dawn asked.

I held up the slender paperweight. “It’s useless. I drowned it in the water.”

Dawn smiled and lifted her phone triumphantly. “You should’ve gotten a waterproof case.”

Cursing myself for settling for the cheaper phone case, I shoved it back in my pocket and stared gloomily out the window. I didn’t like wasting money on things I destroyed. When I was a little boy, and before she died, my mom used to call me Carter the Destroyer, because I broke all of my toys. My grandma, who raised me, kept the name going. It seemed I hadn’t changed much.

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