Blue Steel Chain (Trowchester Blues Book 3) by Alex Beecroft

Author:Alex Beecroft
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Riptide Publishing
Published: 2015-07-25T04:00:00+00:00

“Well . . . that was quite the adventure.” Finn met James’s eyes in the driving mirror as he turned onto the ring road. “Where am I going now? Hospital?”

Aidan pressed himself into James’s side. “I . . . I don’t need. I’m not . . . I don’t want to go to the hospital.”

It was the longest sentence he’d managed so far. James noted with pleasure that his shakes were beginning to smooth out. His eyes looked alert enough, though bloodshot. But James didn’t want to take any chances.

He could hear Michael on his phone on the other side of Aidan, talking to the police. Reporting a corpse found in suspicious circumstances. The bald official phrases brought it home. If they’d come too late—if Piers had decided to deal with Aidan before trying to find James—would they have found two dead bodies?

He still couldn’t believe it. Couldn’t think about it now when more pressing things needed to be handled first. “I know you don’t want to go to the hospital,” he said gently, taking Aidan’s unbroken fingers in his. “But were you unconscious when we found you? Do we need to get you checked for concussion? What did he do?”

Aidan started to shake his head, stopped with a wince. “He hit me in the stomach, and then I fell down the stairs. Then he kicked me a couple of times. So it wasn’t . . . it really wasn’t that bad.”

He shuddered as though an icy wind had blown down the back of his neck, and James reconsidered the virtues of letting Michael loose on the man. That qualified as “not that bad,” did it? “Fucking hell.”

“I mean— I mean I don’t think anything else is broken. He chained me up and I crushed the chain under some weights and that was kind of . . . scary. So when I knew you were coming I kind of . . . I ran out of . . . I just had to lie down. You know?”

“Well, that’s shock.” James tried not to give in to the impulse to put both arms around the man and hug him tight. Even if nothing extra had been broken this time, this morning he’d been walking as if he had fractured ribs from the last. “And you can die from that. We should get you to—”

Michael covered the receiver of his phone, glanced James’s way. “You die from medical shock. This is emotional shock. It’s different. Get him somewhere safe, and he’ll be fine. Finn? We’ll go to ours.”

“Righty-ho.”

James had a moment of resentment at their high-handed tendency to take over everything, but it was derailed as Michael turned back to his conversation with the police.

“Yeah. That means the prime murder suspect is at large. I’m hoping he’s confident enough that he’ll come after the partner rather than trying to destroy the evidence, but you might want to get there fast just in case.”

“Prime murder suspect” was one of those things he wasn’t thinking about.

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