Blood Evidence by Mel Odom

Author:Mel Odom
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FICTION / Christian / General, FICTION / Religious
ISBN: 9781414341446
Publisher: Tyndale House Publishers
Published: 2007-04-01T00:00:00+00:00

>> Fulcher Landing

>> Sneads Ferry, North Carolina

>> 1520 Hours

Bryce Ketchum sat at a table in a small café not far from the boat slips near Fulcher Landing. His family had lived in North Carolina for generations. Jacksonville and the areas around it were home. They’d always felt that way.

He stared out the window, feeling the chill from New River breezing in against the glass. He tried not to think about leaving Jacksonville, but he had no choice. Things had gotten too big for him to handle.

Thankfully, he’d always saved some of his money. After the first stint in prison, when he’d learned everything could be taken from him with the single fall of a judge’s gavel, he’d planned for the day he had to leave.

But he didn’t just have money set aside. He also had information. That information was worth a lot to certain people. That information had gotten him Thomas Wardell as his attorney and had freed up a million dollars in bearer bonds to get him out of NCIS holding.

The tricky part was that the information could also get him killed.

Ketchum crushed out his cigarette and lit another. He glanced at his watch. His contact was almost twenty minutes late.

Then the track phone he’d bought that morning rang. He’d only given the number to Wardell. Either the lawyer was calling or the man Ketchum was supposed to meet was.

Ketchum punched the Talk button. “Yeah.”

“You ready?” The voice was deep and confident.

Guy’s got a right to sound that way, Ketchum thought bitterly. He’s been living off the fat of the land. “You’re late.”

“Unavoidable, I’m afraid,” the man on the phone said. “Are you coming out?”

“You can see me?” That thought disturbed Ketchum. He thought about how a man with a high-powered rifle would have no problem at all taking him out.

“Tar Heels Windbreaker. Jeans. Tennis shoes.”

Ketchum’s hands shook a little. Okay, so he could be seen. “I just want to make a deal. Something we’ll both find beneficial.”

“I’m willing to discuss it.”

“I don’t know how my attorney sounded when she called you,” Ketchum said. “But I wasn’t threatening you.”

“I understand. So let’s talk.”

“I’ve never said a thing about anything,” Ketchum said. “And I’ve never leaned on you in seventeen years.”

“I know. Like I said, we’re simpatico. Just one hand washing the other.”

“Yeah. That’s it.” Only Ketchum hadn’t left the other hand any choice about washing his hand.

“Are you coming?”

“Where?”

“There’s a Sea Ray out in the river. Gray and blue. She’s called Jilly.”

Shading his eyes against the midafternoon sunlight, Ketchum looked north toward the river. He spotted the fully dressed twenty-eight-foot yacht cruising into one of the public docks. A man sat at the wheel, and two more sat in back.

“I see it,” Ketchum said. “Where are you?”

“In the cabin.”

Suspicion filled Ketchum. “Come out where I can see you.” He watched the yacht intently.

The two men in the stern leaped out and moored the boat to cleats.

A moment later a man stepped from the yacht’s forward cabin and stood by the pilot.

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