Dark River Road by Virginia Brown

Author:Virginia Brown [Brown, Virginia]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: BelleBooks, Inc.
Published: 2011-11-15T05:00:00+00:00

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I have a feeling you do. But don’t worry. Like I told you before, I can keep secrets. I’ve had enough practice.”

Chantry’s eyes narrowed. He didn’t trust Chris, not for one minute. He wouldn’t say or do anything unless there was something in it for him.

“I still don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said, and Chris smiled.

“Sure you do.”

“So where’s your back-up? I don’t see them hanging around you much anymore.”

It was best to change the subject, get it away from treacherous ground. It didn’t make him feel any better to see that Chris recognized what he was doing, though.

He shrugged. “They got boring. All they ever had on their minds was drinking beer and smoking a little weed. I got tired of that.”

“Just how tired? That’s the reason you were at the Hideaway that night, wasn’t it? For something less boring than a little weed?”

Pale gray eyes didn’t flicker. “You know why I was there. Same as you. So—I don’t guess you’ve—heard anything from her?”

He didn’t intend to answer that. Let Chris go get information from someone else. It wasn’t his place to say anything even if he’d known anything to say.

“Oh yeah, I forgot,” Chris said after a moment, “the silent man. The lone wolf. Nothing to say and no one to say it to. That’s you, isn’t it. Sometimes I don’t know whether to envy you or pity you, Callahan. You’ve got nothing. I’ve got everything. Or so I’m told.” He stuck his hands into his pockets, rattled his change, and looked into the distance like he was seeing someplace far beyond Cane Creek. “I just keep forgetting how superior I am. Maybe one day I’ll hear it enough and it’ll stick.”

“You’re a Quinton. It’ll stick.”

Chris looked back at him. “Right. I’m a Quinton. So’s Cinda. Just be careful. We tend to get ruthless when we want something.”

“That’s not a trait reserved just for Quintons,” Chantry said softly, and saw that Chris got his meaning. For a long moment he just looked at him, like he was trying to figure out how far Chantry would go. Then he nodded.

“The devil always recognizes his own, I’m told.”

Maybe that was true. It made more sense than anything else Chantry had heard.

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