Double Fake, Double Murder (Carlos McCrary, PI, Book 2) by Dallas Gorham

Author:Dallas Gorham [Gorham, Dallas]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ePublishing Works!

Sexy Woman smiled when Chuck walked in. He was practically one of the family now. “Good morning, Chuck. Trey is expecting you.”

“Thanks, Helena.” Chuck waited for her to show him in.

She pointed over her shoulder. “You can go right in.”

“I had rather you show me in like you did last time.”

She giggled. “You want to stare at my tush.”

Chuck bowed. “Guilty as charged.”

She smiled, rose smoothly from her desk, did the amazing pirouette, and paraded toward Morrison’s office door. She gave her tush an extra wiggle while she opened the door.

“You make my day, Helena.”

She winked and shut the door behind her.

“Good morning, Chuck. I have to tell you: I Googled you.” This time Morrison shook Chuck’s hand and led him to his best-friends-only casual conversation grouping on the north side of his office.

“That’s okay, I Googled you too.”

“Happens a lot nowadays.”

“Yeah.”

“I know about the Special Forces, and the attack on Ghar Mesar in Afghanistan. And the Bronze Star.”

Chuck waited. Morrison thought he knew about the battle for Ghar Mesar, but only the men who were there understood what it was like. A Bronze Star was a good acknowledgement and a nice credential to have on the office wall, but every time Chuck saw it, it reminded him of duty and valor and blood and death. Maybe those were good things to be reminded of. War was not nice.

“I know you’ve killed people.”

“That’s what soldiers do.”

“I know about the shootouts over the Simonetti case. You killed people there too.”

“They tried to shoot me first. It wasn’t a good time to reason with them.”

“I know what you’re capable of.”

“Do you have a point to make?”

“I agreed with your original plan to handle Rayburn because I didn’t know there were other, ah, options available. But after I learned about your background, I think there is a much more, ah, direct way to handle the Rayburn, ah, situation.” He lapsed into silence.

Chuck waited. Morrison had asked for this meeting, not Chuck.

Morrison tired of waiting first. “I want you to take direct action against him.”

“I am taking direct action.”

“No, I mean, ah, action that is, ah, more direct than that. Much more direct.”

“You want me to assassinate him.” Chuck stood and took a step toward the door.

Morrison waved his hands as if to ward off evil spirits. “No, no, no. It’s just that… if the bastard disappeared, say, it would be awfully convenient for everyone.” He narrowed his eyes. “I know you own a large cabin cruiser. Capable of going all the way to the Bahamas.”

He dropped his hands. “People have vanished from boats and never been heard from again.”

“I’m a private investigator, not a hitman. If you think you can solve your problem that way, I’m not your man. If you want, I’ll quit, subtract what you owe me for what I’ve already done, and refund the rest of your retainer.”

“No, no. Don’t do that. I thought I should ask what you thought about the idea.”

“Now you know what I think of it. I’m here to solve your problem, not create a bigger one.

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