Blue Heaven by Box C. J

Blue Heaven by Box C. J

Author:Box, C. J. [Box, C. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, General, Mystery & Detective, Fantasy
ISBN: 9781429929844
Google: ajXozUOexXUC
Amazon: B000V7706O
Barnesnoble: B000V7706O
Goodreads: 7042159
Publisher: Macmillan
Published: 2008-01-01T06:00:00+00:00


SUNDAY, 9:55 A.M.

The first thirty seconds of the videotape was of a Seattle Seahawks football playoff game from the previous season. As the quarterback pulled back to pass, the screen faded into snowy static, there was an audible pop, then it was filled with a starkly lighted head-and-shoulders shot of a man in an otherwise dark room.

“My name is Tom Boyd….”

They were in the command center with the door closed. Newkirk stood in the back of the room, watching over the sheriff’s shoulder. Newkirk’s belly was on fire, and his eyes watered from the taste of acid in his throat that wanted to come up. He had not seen the video before now because he had refused to watch it being filmed the night before. Instead, he had stayed upstairs on the deck drinking Wild Turkey and looking at the reflection of the stars on the faraway lake. All he knew was that it had taken a long time. Nine tries before they got it right, Gonzalez said later. Newkirk had rolled home at 4:30 A.M. His bedroom door was locked, blankets and a pillow on the couch in the entertainment room. Even his dog avoided him.

“I work for United Parcel Service here in Kootenai Bay, and I got to get something off my chest before I split the country for good….”

Boyd looked terrible on the tape, Newkirk thought. His face was white and drawn, his eyes gleamed and looked vacant at the same time. Newkirk noticed that either Singer or Gonzo had buttoned the man’s shirt up to the collar to hide the Taser burns. But when Boyd turned his head slightly while talking, Newkirk thought he could see the top edge of one. Would anyone else see it if they weren’t looking for it? He felt a hot surge in his throat and turned away. He needed cold water fast.

“I didn’t mean to hurt those kids. I don’t even remember how it happened. I mean, what caused it. It was like I was there one minute, and I didn’t wake up until after it happened. Like I blacked out, or something. I feel real bad about it….”

The sheriff moaned, “Aw, shit.” Newkirk looked at Carey. The man had looked bad at breakfast, but nothing like he did now. It was as if the sheriff were collapsing into himself. His shoulders slumped, and his hands fell limply to his sides.

“I ain’t saying where the bodies are at, only that you won’t likely ever find them. All I can say is they didn’t suffer nearly as much as I am now. I’m sorry, of course. They didn’t deserve it. Maybe if their mother would’a taught them not to steal, but I ain’t completely blaming her, either. She needs help, but I ain’t the one to give it.”

Boyd paused, swallowed as if it hurt him, then continued.

“Don’t bother looking for me, either. By the time you see this, I’ll be so far away you’ll never find me. All I can say is I wish it never would have happened, and it’ll never happen again.



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