Break Point: BookShots by James Patterson

Author:James Patterson [Patterson, James]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Crime, Thrillers, Suspense, Mystery & Detective, General
ISBN: 9781786530141
Google: CDLJCwAAQBAJ
Amazon: B01D8F78EE
Publisher: Random House
Published: 2016-06-01T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 13

KIRSTEN KELLER PLAYED first on No. 1 Court the next day and won easily, somehow parking her grief and powering through in straight sets. Foster sat in the players’ box, watching the people who had access to the locker room and wondering if any of them had drawn the message on the mirror. None of them looked out of place, so he spent the second set in the cheap seats, high up in the stand.

He was a perfect grey man, blending in until he was almost invisible. He waited and he watched, letting his eyes settle and trusting that his instinct would kick in if anything unusual happened. But it didn’t. Keller won, and the crowd began to shuffle towards the strawberry kiosks, and Foster headed down to the side of the court where Keller was making for the locker rooms.

He reminded himself what a bad idea it had been to sleep with a client, but in all honesty, as he watched her, he couldn’t say he regretted it. She was glowing from the exertion of the match, pumped up and beautiful. She kept her game-face on until she was out of sight of the crowds and the cameras, but not much further.

‘Was he there?’ she asked Foster as they met in the corridors in the belly of No. 1 Court.

‘Who?’

Keller stopped and looked Foster in the eye.

‘You know who. It’s your job to protect me from the freaks, not from the truth.’

‘Fair enough. But no, I didn’t see anyone in the crowd.’

‘He’s out there, though, isn’t he?’ she said. ‘He killed Maria and he’s somewhere out there.’

‘We don’t know that anyone killed Maria.’

Keller paused and stared at him. ‘There’s no way she killed herself. No way.’

By the time they reached the locker room, she was starting to unravel into the scared young woman Foster had first seen in Paris. She hovered by the door. Foster smiled reassuringly and said, ‘I’m not coming in with you.’

She smiled back weakly.

‘Yeah, I guess that’s how rumours start.’

She pushed backwards into the locker room, rolling her shoulder around the door and only breaking eye contact at the very last second.

‘Shout if you need me,’ Foster called after her. As he turned away from the door, his phone buzzed. It was Ruth Cullen.

‘We’ve just got the pathology reports back,’ she said. ‘Apparently they found rope burns.’

‘You’re going to find rope burns, Ruth. She hanged herself.’

There was a long pause at the other end of the line. At the far end of the corridor a man and a young girl were walking hand-in-hand towards Foster.

‘Thing is, Chris,’ Ruth Cullen said, ‘the burns were on her wrists.’

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