Buffalo Bayou Blues by George Wier

Author:George Wier [Wier, George]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 1546462511
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Amazon: B072F1QL1S
Goodreads: 35050906
Publisher: Flagstone Books
Published: 2013-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

As we walked up to where Detective Gresham was hunched down behind a squad car, it started to rain.

At first I didn’t recognize what had struck me on the crown of the head—I thought at first that it had to be an acorn or perhaps bird droppings, but then another one struck my forehead right where my hair naturally parts, and I knew. The drops were fat, and they were about to come pouring down in a deluge.

“Crap,” Gresham said, then looked up at saw me and Dale Horner. “Travis, I was hoping to beat you to the punch, but he’s got his girlfriend in there and she’s screaming that he has a gun to her head.”

“What’s going on out there?” a voice shouted from the trailer, which was no more than fifteen feet away.

Gresham raised up and raised his voice. “Just talking with someone. Everything’s calm.”

“No it ain’t,” the voice said. “You people better back away, or I swear to God she’s going to die.”

“Do what he says!” a woman shrieked. “For the love of God, please do it.” And then she broke down into sobs.

“Well shit,” Gresham cursed under his breath. He looked up and got hit in the eye with a raindrop. “Why me? Why today?”

“Makes you appreciate the sunshiny, easy days,” I said. “You want me to talk to him?”

He looked down and pursed his lips for a second, even as the rain began to come down in sheets, then back up at me. He had to raise his hand up over his face to keep the rain out of his eyes. “Yeah. Yeah. I’m not getting anywhere with him, and if S.W.A.T. gets here and this thing gets handed off to somebody else, well, I think we’re going to end up with somebody dead.”

“Probably. Okay, give me an introduction, would you? And leave out the Texas Rangers part.”

“I hear you talking out there!” Tanis shouted in a sing-song voice. “But I can’t hear what you’re saying! Hope you’re liking the rain!”

“Clark,” Gresham said, “a friend of mine wants to talk to you.”

“Whatever! Where’s that monster truck? Huh? That’s what I want to know.”

Gresham shrugged. “Your turn. I’m getting inside a car.”

I nodded to him.

“Hey, Clark?” I called.

“Yeah?”

“I’m Bill Travis. Did you shoot up the front of the Nite Wing today? You and maybe some friends of yours?”

“What’s it to you?” he asked.

“Well, if you did, then you need to know that you murdered your goddamned grandfather.”

There was a pause. Then, “What?”

“You heard me!” I shouted over the torrent of pouring rain. “You shot out the windows and hit your grandfather! He’s dead! Maybe you killed him!”

“Shit, Bill,” Horner said, not overly loudly. “That’s pretty rough.”

“It’s the truth,” I replied.

“So here’s the deal!” I continued to Clark Tanis. “You’re not the only one in this pile of shit. Your mother is now in it with you! The only way to save the only person on this Earth that gives a rat’s ass about your sorry

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