Dying Hour by rick mofina

Author:rick mofina
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Suspense, thriller, fiction
ISBN: 9780778303091
Publisher: Harlequin Mills & Boon Ltd.
Published: 2005-07-01T14:00:00+00:00

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“Luke Terrell. Luke Terrell.” The motel clerk repeated his name as she shuffled nervously through her registration cards for Detectives Hank Stralla and Raife Ansboro.

Terrell had not returned to Seattle.

He was among the group of Karen Harding’s friends who had stayed overnight to distribute more fliers this morning at stops along I-5 to Blaine. They had checked into the same Bellingham motel where Marlene and Bill Clark were staying; where Stralla and Ansboro were now waiting with poker faces until the woman at the front desk said: “He’s in room twenty-three.”

“Thank you,” Stralla said.

The two big men filled the narrow hall as they headed to Terrell’s room. Before this day ended, Stralla wanted answers from him. Arriving at room 23, they heard voices coming from the other side of the door. They listened for a moment. Ansboro rapped softly on the door.

After it cracked open, a woman said, “Yes?”

Stralla and Ansboro flashed their badges and identified themselves.

“We’d like a word with Luke Terrell,” Stralla said.

The chain was unhooked and the door opened wider. The woman was in her twenties, jeans, T-shirt, blond, pretty. Judging by the color, length, and cut of her hair, Stralla pegged her as the woman in news pictures comforting Luke Terrell at the Benton County murder scene. Well, well, well. Stralla exchanged a quick silent glance with Ansboro.

“He’s in the shower but he’ll be done soon,” she said.

“Can we come in and wait, please?”

She moved aside.

Terrell stepped from the bathroom, hair damp, unshaven, dressed in faded jeans and a flannel shirt. He stopped when he saw the two visitors, then nodded. “Do you have some news?”

“No. Actually, we need your help. We’d like you to come to our office. If that’s all right with you.”

“Your office?” Terrell’s anxious eyes went to the woman.

“We need to clear up a few small matters.”

“Why not just ask me here? We’re heading out to put up more fliers.”

“We’d prefer you come with us.”

“Maybe you should go,” the woman said. “It sounds important.”

“All right.”

“We’ll take my car,” Stralla said.

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