Gardiner, Meg - UNSUB 02 - Into the Black Nowhere by Gardiner Meg

Author:Gardiner, Meg [Gardiner, Meg]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Thriller, Mystery
ISBN: 9781101985557
Amazon: 1101985550
Goodreads: 35157879
Publisher: Dutton
Published: 2018-01-29T05:00:00+00:00

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Caitlin walked toward Detrick across the parking lot, Glock leveled, blading her body to reduce her target profile. Under the tavern sign, the falling snow flared into shards of light. Detrick had frozen, half twisted, shoulders canted, gargoyle-like. His eyes were in shadow beneath the brim of a black cowboy hat, but his mouth, fighting to form a smile, instead looked like a rictus.

At his side, Special Agent Arinda Sayers spun neatly from beneath his grip. Hand on his right wrist, she twisted his arm behind his back and pushed him against the snow-dappled side of his rental car.

He hit the chassis with a metallic thunk. Under his breath he muttered, “Shit.”

Sayers, an FBI agent from the Flagstaff Resident Agency, kicked Detrick’s feet into a shoulder-wide stance.

“You double-teamed me?” he said.

A curse escaped his mouth. He was figuring it out.

“What’d you do, put a GPS tracker on my rental car before I even picked it up at the airport?” he said.

The shock was bright in his gray eyes. That was precisely what she’d done—twice. Because he had figured that the FBI might do exactly that, and tried to outsmart them by requesting a last-second upgrade at the airport car rental counter. But she had warned the rental company to expect that ploy, and managed to get the tracker on the replacement car.

He craned his neck to get a look at Agent Sayers. Her blond wig was askew, falling over one eye. She pulled it off. Detrick spat, fuck.

Caitlin’s pulse was thundering. Despite the snow and the blistering cold, she felt hot, all the way to her fingertips. She pulled her handcuffs from beneath her parka and snapped them around his wrists.

Sayers raised her wrist to her face and spoke into a radio. “Suspect is in custody.”

“What the hell?” Detrick said.

He was breathing hard. Then, like he was shutting off a floodgate, he exhaled and seemed to spin down. The rage left his voice.

“This is a misunderstanding,” he said. “I’m hurt. You”—he nodded at Sayers—“you lied to me.”

“How’s that?” Sayers pressed her forearm against the back of his neck, holding him against the car.

“You pretended to be drunk. You pretended . . .”

When his voice trailed off, Sayers didn’t fill in the rest. You pretended to believe me.

Down the street came two police cruisers, lights flashing.

“Which leg is prosthetic?” Sayers said.

“Come on, can’t you take a little hyperbole in the name of romance?” he said.

“Which branch of the military did you serve in? What was your unit in Afghanistan?”

“Nobody could have taken that seriously.”

Caitlin holstered her gun. Her adrenaline was jacking. Everything seemed sharp edged and bright.

Detrick had not only been caught in the act—he was confessing to the ruse. She couldn’t help thinking of Aaron Gage, an actual combat veteran, carrying on strong after suffering catastrophic injuries. She swallowed the acidic taste in her mouth and dug through Detrick’s jeans pockets. She unzipped his ski jacket and pulled it open.

“Huh,” she said.

In an interior slash pocket was the item that had caused the metallic thunk when Sayers shoved him against the car.

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