Hard to Kill - Debt Collector 4 (A Jack Winchester Thriller) by Jon Mills

Author:Jon Mills [Mills, Jon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Direct Response Publishing
Published: 2016-06-23T22:00:00+00:00

Jack placed a phone call to Jamaar and he was more than happy to take him. It would be roughly a fifty-minute drive. Along the way Jamaar kept on asking him questions about what he did for a living. It was then that he’d remembered that he’d forgotten to get back in touch with the woman who had phoned him for help. Shit! He berated himself. Whatever hope he had of carving out a living helping others was going to have to wait. Since getting out of prison he had spent more time helping others for free. Had it not been for the money that Eddie had left behind he would have been begging on the streets by now.

“So what business are you in?”

Sitting in the back of the cab he barely heard what Jamaar had asked him over the noise of the music that was blaring out of his speakers. He had in his hand the scrap of paper with Dana’s new address and number. He had considered phoning her but after all the shit that he’d been through, there was no way in hell he was going to drag her back into it. Though he was curious to know how she and Jason were doing. Had the agent badgered them for details about where he was and what he had done? Had Dana told her?

“I do a bit of this, and that.”

Jamaar laughed. “I hear you, mon, you have to have your hand in a lot of jars nowadays just to pay your way.”

“How long have you been driving?”

“Good question.” He lowered the volume on the radio. Perhaps he shouldn’t have asked him that. He was the kind of guy who made his business from talking to clients. All cabbies were either super silent or you couldn’t get them to shut up. There was no happy medium.

“It’s got to be coming up eleven years. I did it for a while back in my home country but there wasn’t hardly any money to be made in it. Besides, I had my fair share of criminals rob me. That’s why I got the hell out of there. What about you? Where do you come from?”

“New York.”

“You are far from home.”

“It’s not home.”

He had no idea where home was. New York had been all he had ever known. For a short while Rockland Cove was home but that was just a vague memory now.

“What about family? You have a lady that keeps you warm at night? Kids?”

Had anyone asked him that a few months ago he would have laughed. Jack pocketed the number and pulled out the photo of Ruby. He handed it to Jamaar. Jamaar looked down then back at the road in front of him.

“Cute kid. She’s yours?”

“Yeah. Well, I think so.”

“Oh. Baby momma wasn’t honest with yah?”

“I’m not sure,” he replied taking the photo back from him. “What about you?”

“No mon, I love the single life too much. I tried it for a while. You know the whole trying to settle down but…” He blew out a puff of smoke.

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