Cheap as Beasts by Jon Wilson

Cheap as Beasts by Jon Wilson

Author:Jon Wilson [Wilson, Jon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781626393202
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2015-01-20T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Fifteen

“Do you drive?”

We zoomed west along Pacific, heading further from my office. But I wasn’t bothered; the wind felt great in my hair.

“Sure,” I told her.

Lacking O’Malley’s penchant for finding curb space, she nevertheless managed to squeeze in near the corner of Lyon. She sat simpering at me a moment, then reached over and took the hat out of my lap. “You aren’t going to make me walk around?”

The Bullet rumbled, clearly distasteful of her leaving its stick between gears. I got out and made my way to the other side of the car while she climbed into the space I’d vacated. As I was getting settled, a dark gray Chrysler drove by, and she wiggled her fingers at it.

“You shouldn’t tease them,” I told her.

“Why? You do. You nearly gave that poor fellow a heart attack.”

“Dent?” I showed her my hand, with all the fingers curled except the first two, which I held as far apart as possible. “We’re like this.” I put the car into first and looked for an opening to get back into traffic. “Were you spying from a window?”

“A little. It looked interesting. I told you yesterday, you’re not the sort of detective I’m used to.”

I tsked her. “Speaking of yesterday. What was all that about?”

“All what?” She had leaned her head back on the seat with her sunglasses aimed at the sky.

“The femme fatale show.” I’d found my opening and taken it, turning left onto Lyon and heading south. Fully integrated with the flow of the other cars, I gave her a sidelong glance. “This is much better.”

Turning sideways in her seat, she slid her right leg slowly up alongside her left. “How do you know this isn’t the show?”

I shook my head, chuckling. “You’re a silly idiot. Maybe you can’t control it.”

“I can control it fine.” She climbed around, facing toward the rear with her hands on the back of her seat. Apparently she was looking for something. “Where did they go?”

I checked both my mirrors. “They’ll be back.”

In a sudden acrobatic twirl, she spun back around and settled herself properly again. “Can you lose them?”

“In this baby? What would be the use?”

“It would be fun.” She put her hand on my forearm. “Impress me.”

“Ah, rein it in and maybe I’ll try.” I dropped a gear and took a sudden right onto Clay. I figured the tail would probably swing back along Washington, and we might miss them. “It won’t amount to much. There probably isn’t another car like this within a thousand miles.”

She made a face at me. “Smarty-pants. I happen to know of two in this very town.”

“Huh.” I decided to try flanking the cops by heading north, hitting the Presidio, then cutting for the sea. If they really had turned back to look for us at Pacific and Lyon, it wouldn’t be a terrible strategy. The car handled like a dream, and I only popped the clutch a couple of times.

“I thought you said you could drive.”

“Shut up and watch me.



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