Blood Tracks by Matt Hilton

Author:Matt Hilton
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781780107332
Publisher: Severn House Publishers
Published: 2015-10-09T04:00:00+00:00

TWENTY

Sleep must have crept up on her unaware.

Tess had reclined on the bed, checking through her notes, unable to piece together anything of use from the various strands to Albert Sower she’d gathered. She’d set down her cell beside her, bracing her iPad on her bent knees. The lights in her mind must have switched off abruptly.

Her phone rang and she kicked in surprise, and her iPad went flying. She struggled up, grabbing for the tablet and the cell phone at the same time. The cell slid away from her groping fingers and bumped to the floor. She rolled over, groping for the phone.

Flustered, she hit the button. ‘Uh, hello!’

‘Sis? It’s me Alex. You OK?’

‘Uh, yeah … uh, I must’ve dropped off for a minute or two.’ Perhaps she’d napped for longer. She blearily looked around, searching for a clock. There wasn’t one. She looked at her phone for a clue, but her vision was fuzzy from sleep. She smacked her lips. God, she could use some fresh coffee now.

‘You composed now?’ Alex laughed to himself.

‘I’m fine. What’ve you got for me? Go ahead, I’ve got my ears on.’

‘Ha, you’re still using cop speak.’

‘Old habits die hard,’ she said.

‘Then pin back those ears and get this. That number I ran for you?’ She heard scratching as Alex leafed through some notes. ‘It comes back to a Toyota Avalon, twenty-thirteen model in metallic bronze.’

Tess pictured the car and thought that the details matched.

Alex went on. ‘Louisiana licence plate as you already know, registered to a private company in New Orleans.’ He read out an address and Tess told him to wait up. She scrambled off the bed to the desk and scribbled the details on one of the printed sheets of paper.

‘Gimme that company name again, will you?’

‘Rutterman Logistics,’ Alex said. ‘Mean anything?’

‘Not a thing,’ she admitted, but she planned on researching the company and trying to find a connection with Albert Sower. ‘No reports about the car being stolen or anything?’

‘None.’ Alex thought for a moment. ‘It’s one of a fleet of vehicles registered to Rutterman’s, so it might not have been missed yet. What’s the deal with it? Is it connected to Jacky Torrance?’

‘I might have spotted him driving it,’ she said, her voice guarded. ‘I just thought it strange that he should be in Louisiana.’

Alex was no fool. He knew there was more she wasn’t saying. ‘I checked him out. His record’s as long as my arm, but just minor stuff. His sheet’s been clean for the past five years or so. But then again, it has been rumoured that he’s been working for local organized crime the same number of years. Either he’s being a good boy – which I doubt – or someone’s keeping an eye on him and making sure he does nothing to attract our attention.’ By ‘our’ Alex was referring to law enforcement. It felt good that he’d included her in that description. ‘Hey, you’re down there looking for witnesses in the Sower case, right? There have been rumours that Jacky Boy is on Sower’s payroll.

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