Gone With The Sin (Book 8) (A Harley and Davidson Mystery) by Hart Liliana & Silverii Scott

Author:Hart, Liliana & Silverii, Scott [Hart, Liliana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: 7th Press
Published: 2019-04-30T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Agatha had enjoyed watching the FBI’s special operations SWAT unit arrive and take possession of casket number three. She paid particular attention to the way they conducted themselves around reporters, other cops, and the public. They were swift, silent, and as she assumed, deadly.

“You think they’ll have time to get the other two up before it gets dark?” Agatha asked.

“Yes, they’ll have to,” Hank said. “We’re in too deep. We’ve got the lights that Coil brought over yesterday, and I don’t think it’s wise or safe to abandon the site until everything is done.”

“Yeah,” Agatha said. “I figured you’d say that.”

“Hey, at least Lawrence is out of your hair,” Hank said, hugging her around the waist.

“Maybe so, but I’m still cold. I already miss summer.”

“Bite your tongue, woman,” Hank said. “I’m still not used to that heat. But I can keep you warm if you’re cold.” He pulled her in tighter.

“I bet Dot would love to watch that,” Agatha said, nodding her head toward the barricade. “Doesn’t that haggard woman have a life?”

They were loading the next coffin onto the back of a flatbed truck, and she and Hank moved in that direction.

Agatha heard the commotion on the other side of the barricade. She looked and saw that the crane was gently setting the next casket on the back of a flatbed truck. She tugged Hank by the sleeve of his windbreaker, and they both headed over to join Coil and Jakes.

“Anyone want to make a guess?” Jakes asked.

“I’ll guess it’s the same thing as the last one,” Agatha replied.

“Wow, you really like to go out on a limb, don’t you?” Hank taunted her.

“Well,” Agatha said. “If you look at it logically, I can see the same amount of strain on this one that was caused by the last one. Gold is heavy.”

“Very observant,” Hank mused.

“I’m always watching, big boy.”

The FBI crime scene techs opened the lid and gave Jakes the affirmative, and Jakes radioed his second unit of SWAT operators who had been assigned to remain on site to escort the casket and contents back to their forensics lab.

The other SWAT team had radioed earlier that they’d safely delivered their package and were returning to Rusty Gun. It looked like they’d have the third casket up and open before midnight. It didn’t make Agatha any less cold, but it did mean she’d be in bed before dawn.

“Let’s get the last one going,” Jakes said to the crew.

Agatha could see Jakes was exhausted. Things hadn’t started smoothly with his arrival in Rusty Gun. But after he’d gotten back on equal footing with Hank, he’d really shown his skill at organizing the investigation.

Coil came over with boxes stacked two high. “Look what the Taco and Waffle sent over.”

Agatha grabbed the top container and helped Coil hand out Styrofoam cups of piping hot tortilla soup. They all moved into a mobile command post that had been requisitioned by Coil to support their operation. It was like a luxury mobile home. Agatha snuck her cell phone out to take pictures of the interior.

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