Fatal Justice by John Etzil

Author:John Etzil
Language: eng
Format: mobi

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I was going through Sammy’s smartphone and reading his texts while holding it inside the lead-shielded bag. It was cumbersome work, but I had to make sure his phone wasn’t picked up by a cell tower.

A new text alert went off on my phone. It was from Debbie. My heart rate sped up and I smiled. I hadn’t heard from her since last night, and I was getting a little worried about us. I swiped and read the text. Shit. Not what I’d expected. I’d assumed that it was an “I miss you and can’t wait to jump your hot body” text.

Instead, I got a simple “Call me. Now.”

I did, and in a workmanlike fashion, she filled me in on her lunchtime visit from the two stooges. Then she hung up.

I continued going through Sam’s phone and reading his texts. Most of them were boring everyday stuff, with a low-IQ twist to them. Around three thirty, I turned off his phone and closed up the lead-shielded bag. I jumped in my pickup and headed towards Summit.

My plan was simple. Thanks to HFS and my conversation with Debbie, I knew that hammerheads one and two would be at the Red Barn after four this afternoon to interrogate Mary Sue. I needed to observe them and make sure she was okay, but based on what I’d read on Sammy’s phone, it didn’t look good. The dumbass had told his stooges what he was up to last night, even mentioning her by name. Of course he’d spelled her name wrong. I shook my head in disbelief. I mean, come on, how could you possibly spell Mary Sue wrong? Poor bastard must have been dyslexic…

I arrived at the Red Barn a few minutes before four and parked on Charlotte Valley Road. From my stakeout position, I could see the parking lot, and there was no sign of Ostrich Boy’s SUV. The sun would be setting in about half an hour and the dusk lighting lent a peaceful ambience to the whole scene. Unfortunately for the inner photographer in me, the gravel parking lot had no lights, so I had to go inside the Red Barn and wait.

I walked in and spotted Debbie behind the bar right away. She didn’t notice me, so I took a seat at a table on the other side of the room next to a small window that overlooked the parking lot. Although the lot had no lighting, I could see cars as they came and went, and the single outdoor light next to the entrance was bright enough for me to be able to see faces right before a person entered.

I looked over at Debbie, a mild knot in my stomach. She was chatting with one of the corrections officers from the shock camp, who was parked on a stool in the corner. My corner. I watched them for a few minutes.

She preened nonstop, tossing her hair, redoing her ponytail. Her breasts drew his eyes like magnets to high-grade steel whenever she looked away to see if anyone needed a refill.

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