Hurt Runs Within by Zoltan Vincze

Author:Zoltan Vincze
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: thriller
Publisher: The Book Guild
Published: 2024-01-28T00:00:00+00:00

0430hrs

Wednesday December 19, 2012

Victoria Park, Bed and Breakfast, Perth, Western Australia

Mackay slept long and deep. Close to twelve hours. He woke to a long-forgotten sensation; a woman was in bed with him curled up against his shoulder. Cross was breathing deep and heavy. She was toasty warm and still very much asleep. A faint scent of motel shampoo still lingered in her hair. He liked it. He stretched his arm out slowly, rolled away from her, and stepped out of bed. He looked back at the red ant. Silent. Deep, heavy breaths. No change. He walked to the bathroom, closed the door and started the shower. He tried not to think on the night just gone. The sensations. The heaving of her breasts. The velvety skin. Her damp hair sticking to her chest and back. The lack of completeness in her limbs making her feel weightless on top of him.

Mackay turned the heat to normal. Not as hot as before, he didn’t feel it necessary. He felt okay. Better than he had in a long time. Namely because of the sensual passing. The sex had taken a lot of the edge off. Worry and restlessness disappearing into the nether amidst the heated physical contact. But it wasn’t all gone. He still had plenty of worries circulating. Deep and unnerving. The type where fingernails through the scalp, or drugs and alcohol, could only release so much. If Cross wasn’t with him, if he were still sulking in his bedroom back in Guildford staring at walls, who knew what hole he would travel down. But time had passed. The sun had risen, and developments had surfaced. Malvin was lying in a hospital bed, dying. Possibly dead already. Mackay already had a sister-in-law and one nephew dead, with one other nephew missing. He was hurting, but he’d made a promise, and he had every intention of fulfilling it.

Sometime that morning, two phone calls would need to be made. Since Mackay was up first, the timing suggested his call should be first. Cross’s contact, whoever that was, could come later. Mackay needed to phone the hospital. To clear the ticking bomb in his head. But it couldn’t be done in the room. He needed to get out. The raw inkling of Malvin’s fate kept poking him with a sharp stick. He needed to know whether his inkling was right or wrong, but he didn’t want to bother Cross. She was deep asleep, and he wanted to leave her be. Let her catch up in her own time. Besides, he really wanted this next phone call to be private. No one but him and the voice at the end of the line. He slipped on a shirt, shorts, and shoes, and stepped outside.

The sun hadn’t risen, but reception was fortunately open. Even though the sign on the front stated the office hours were 6am–10pm, there was a light on inside and the door was open. The same trim, older lady they’d met the previous day was behind the desk.

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