California Demon by Debra Dunbar

Author:Debra Dunbar [Dunbar, Debra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Debra Dunbar

Chapter 14

Detective Juke didn’t look anything at all like a Sarah. She didn’t look much like a Juke either. She was tall and lean with olive skin. Dark freckles scattered across a round face and broad nose. Her hair drew the eye and held it, a bright red teased out into an afro. She wore black leather pants, a white silk shirt with a low V of a neckline, and a black leather vest. A matching shoulder holster held a pistol whose make and model I couldn’t quite determine. Her belt held a coiled bull whip on one side and a set of handcuffs on the other. I blinked wondering if she was perhaps the secret love child of Zorro and Little Orphan Annie.

“Alvaro.” She stood and shook my hand, which wasn’t something I was used to. Then as I sat, she waved the waitress over and ordered us both coffee and some blueberry scones.

I wasn’t used to that either.

Before I could orient myself to the strange turn of events, this woman who looked nothing like a cop suddenly became one.

“Let’s get started on your missing person’s report.” She pulled a sheet of paper out of nowhere, like a magician and clicked a pen. “Name, address, and phone number.”

She knew my name, but I gave it to her anyway. My address? I wasn’t about to make the same mistake twice. I’d used my real address on my licensing paperwork, and that’s how the Fixers had gotten to my family. I hesitated, trying to think of a fake one to give her, and before I realized it I’d given her the address to Suerte.

Ha. I envisioned the cops showing up at the bar to arrest me and being chopped to mince by Bishop, his staff, and the patrons. They’d probably feed the body parts to Bob.

The detective took down the information, including a description of Nevarra. I was careful to skirt over what exactly had caused the Fixers to perform a home invasion and kidnapping, even though she already knew about my issues with the tax collectors.

When I was done, Juke had me sign the form, then slid it somewhere under the table.

“It’s been a crazy few days. Three members of the Disciples got whacked at the old auto parts store over on Sutter Avenue.” Her dark eyes narrowed. “A brunette woman was seen running from the area right after a gunshot killed one of their lieutenants—Crow, was his name. Someone blew his brains out and left him with his dick hanging by a tendon.”

“That sounds terrible.” I tried to compose my expression into one of shock and horror, like a normal person at hearing of such a thing. I’m pretty sure I failed.

“Word on the street among the Disciples is the killer was a Russian woman who’s the girlfriend of a lower level member and whom two guards had decided to rape. The guards are dead, so that does seem to point to this Russian woman. Although how she managed

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