Blood Silence - Thriller (McRyan Mystery Series) by Stelljes Roger

Author:Stelljes, Roger [Stelljes, Roger]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Roger Stelljes
Published: 2015-07-07T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

“Meredith, do you have some unresolved feelings for your ex-husband?”

Williston, North Dakota.

Nine years ago, Mac made the trek to Williston. Back then, he’d just finished the bar exam. With three other law school friends, he traveled the nine hours to play a golf course that was then known as Red Mike. All enthusiastic golfers, they’d read about the remote course while in law school and resolved they’d go play it after taking the bar. This was all before Mac’s life changed so dramatically, back when he was happily married to Meredith and his future seemed so set. The Red Mike course was spectacular and the trip a blast, so much so that it was now a recurring trip the four of them took every year to a golf destination. Now they took the trip in the dead of winter to a warm destination to get away from the cold and the snow for a few days. This year they were going to San Diego, with Torrey Pines being the main attraction.

Back at the time of the golf trip, the only place that had any nightlife of any kind was Williston, some twenty-eight miles away from the course. Nine years ago, Williston was a relatively small, quiet cow town filled with farmers and ranchers enjoying a simple life in the desolate reaches of northwest North Dakota. The farmers grew wheat, barley, oats, and corn, and the ranches were huge and expansive, and the pace of life was slow and leisurely. There were brief oil booms in the past, in the 1950s and 1980s, but they were short lived, and the booms quickly went bust.

It was clear that this boom was not a bust.

In the nine years since Mac’s last trek to this part of the world, the changes were dramatic. There were still the desolate rolling fields and valleys of ranches and farms, but now they also included oil and gas wells. You could see for miles in this part of the world, and the hills and valleys were now dotted with oil wells and their natural gas flares lighting up the sky. That wasn’t the only noticeable change either as he trekked the last hour up to Williston. Nine years ago, driving to this part of the world on Highway 85, you could drive for miles without seeing another vehicle, or human being for that matter. Now, ten miles south of the town, he was in the midst of yet another convoy of massive vehicles containing a mix of oil tankers, water trucks, and welders. Soon enough, a number of them turned left onto a red clay road leading off into the fields and an oil well visible perhaps a mile in the distance.

Mac yawned. He’d left St. Paul a little after 5:00 A.M. with a thermos full of coffee, two pieces of peanut butter toast, and a handful of energy bars. Other than a quick stop for fuel and a drive-thru breakfast in Valley City, he’d driven straight through, and he approached the southern outskirts of Williston at 3:00 P.

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