Invisible Prey (2007) by Sandford John - Prey 17

Author:Sandford, John - Prey 17 [17, Sandford, John - Prey]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2011-01-12T18:32:19.625000+00:00

Chapter 13.

Lucas was still poring over paper at Bucher's when Sandy called back. "I talked t o Clayton Toms. He's the grandson of Jacob Toms-the murdered man," she said. "He sai d t here were several quilts in the house, but they were used as bedspreads and weren't w orth too much. He still has one. None of them were these Armstrong quilts. Non e o f them were hung on walls. He's going to check to see if there's anything that woul d i ndicate that he knew Mrs. Bucher or Mrs. Donaldson or Mrs. Coombs."

"Thanks," Lucas said. Maybe quilts weren't the magic bullet.

Gabriella Coombs decided to put off her research into Grandma's quilts. She had a d ate, the fifth in a series. She liked the guy all right, and he definitely wante d t o get her clothes off, and she was definitely willing to take them off.

Unfortunately, he wanted them off for the wrong reason. He was a painter. The owne r o f the High Plains Drifter Bar & Grill in Minneapolis wanted a naked-lady paintin g t o hang over his bar, and the painter, whose name was Ron, figured that Gabriell a w ould be perfect as a model, although he suggested she might want to "fill out you r t its" a little.

She didn't even mind that i dea, as long as she got laid occasionally. The problem was, he worked from photographs , and Gabriella's very firm sixteenth Rule of Life was Never Take Off Your Clothe s Around a Camera.

Ron had been pleading: "Listen, even if I did put your picture on the Internet, who'd r ecognize it? Who looks at faces? The facts are, one in every ten women in the Unite d States, and maybe the world, is naked on the Internet. Nobody would look at you r f ace. Besides, I won't put it on the Internet."

On that last part, his eyes drifted, and she had the bad feeling that she'd be o n t he Internet about an hour after he took the picture. And three hours after that , the wife of some friend would call up to tell her that everyone was ordering print s f rom Pussy-R-Us.

So the question was, was he going to make a move? Or did he only want her body i n a computer file?

Coombs was a lighthearted sort, like her mother, and while she carefully chose he r c lothing for the way it looked on her, she didn't use much in the way of makeup.

That was trickery, she thought. Sh e d i d u se perfume: scents were primal, she believed, and something musky might get a ris e o ut of the painter. If not, well, then, Ron might be missing out on a great opportunity , she thought.

She dabbed the perfume on her mastoids, between her breasts, and finally at the to p o f her thighs. As she did it, her thoughts drifted to Lucas Davenport.

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