Credible Threat by Jance J. A

Credible Threat by Jance J. A

Author:Jance, J. A. [Jance, J. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery, thriller, Suspense, Adult, Crime
ISBN: 9781982131074
Amazon: 1982131071
Goodreads: 52300483
Publisher: Gallery Books
Published: 2020-06-02T07:00:00+00:00


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Back at the RV ranch, he was dismayed to discover that no one was home—not his roommates, not the occupants of the other RV, not even Jimmy. Since Jack usually wasn’t home at that time of day, he had no idea what the others did in his absence. He was standing there in the middle of the RV’s tiny living room wondering what to do next when a hard knock hammered the door, shaking the whole flimsy structure. Jack recognized it for what it was—a cop knock. Crooks and former crooks recognize those whenever they hear them.

“Police, Mr. Stoneman,” someone announced from outside. “I’d like to have a word with you about a shooting incident that took place last night.”

So they had found him. That hadn’t taken long. And was it one cop outside the door asking to talk, Jack wondered, or was it a whole slew of them? And if he opened the door and went outside, would they be standing there with guns drawn and trained on him in case he stepped out of line? If some itchy-fingered raw recruit pulled the trigger, it wouldn’t much matter if Jack was considered a suspect or merely a person of interest. Either way he’d be just as dead.

He glanced around the shabby room one last time. This had been his home for more than three years. Tattered and grungy as it was, it beat the hell out of the bolted-down furnishings in some eight-by-ten jail cell. As he stepped to the door, he felt a real sense of loss.

“Coming out,” he called back.

Expecting a SWAT team, Jack was surprised when he stepped outside to find only a single cop standing in front of the door—the same guy he’d seen on TV at the bar two boilermakers earlier. What was his name again?

“What seems to be the problem?” Jack asked as casually as he could manage, standing there swaying in his doorway.

The man flashed a badge. “I’m Detective Kyle Lasko with the Major Crimes Unit of Phoenix PD,” he said. “I’m investigating a homicide, and I’m hoping you can help us.”

Jack had come outside expecting to encounter both an arrest warrant and a pair of handcuffs, but neither materialized.

“Who’s dead?” Jack already knew the answer to his question, but he decided to play dumb.

“The victim is a Catholic priest, Father Andrew O’Toole, who was shot to death on East Lincoln Drive early last evening outside the residence of Archbishop Francis Gillespie,” Detective Lasko replied. “I’ve been given to understand that you spend a good deal of time in that general area, and I’m hoping you might be able to provide information that will be helpful to our investigation.”

Jack almost laughed aloud at that. No way could his secluded clearing in the oleander hedge be considered the “general area” of the homicide. It was the exact spot. He’d been there. He’d seen the crime-scene tape. He’d seen the remaining bits of broken glass and metal left by the collisions that had resulted from the shooting and subsequent car crashes.



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