Jack: The Rann Brothers Trilogy Book One: Social Rejects Syndicate by AM Cosgrove

Jack: The Rann Brothers Trilogy Book One: Social Rejects Syndicate by AM Cosgrove

Author:AM Cosgrove [Cosgrove, AM]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9798594559264
Publisher: EBB202101001-Rann-Jack-AMC
Published: 2021-01-16T18:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER EIGHT

Jack

A banging on his door startled Jack out of his sleep. The first thing he did was reach for the gun on the side table and carefully made his way to the door. He cautiously looked through the peephole and saw what appeared to be two coppers standing on his front doorstep.

“Can I help you, officers?” He said through the door, tucking the gun behind his back for a moment, not entirely believing that things were as they appeared.

“Mr. Rann?”

“Yes. Who else would it be? You’ve come to my flat at an unholy hour, so it’s rather unlikely to be anyone else.”

“Right, of course. We have a few questions for you about something that happened yesterday.”

“Something?” Jack shook his head, they weren’t instilling any confidence in his belief that they were, in fact, legitimate officers.

“There was a robbery at a pub that you and your brothers like to frequent, and we would like to ask you a few questions about that.”

“I don’t know anything about it.” He still wouldn’t open the door—not entirely convinced.

“Mr. Rann, we really do need to come in and have a talk with you for our investigation. Can you please open the door?”

Jack stuffed the gun in a side table close to the door and then opened it.

“Make it quick because I don’t have time for this nonsense.”

“So, sorry to bother you. I know you have so many other things to be dealing with,” the shorter of the cops said, not even bothering to hide the fact that he rolled his eyes as he spoke.

Jack huffed. This was going to be fun.

“Mr. Rann, what my partner is trying to say is that we appreciate your time and cooperation with our investigation,” the taller one whose name badge read Jameson.

“It sure as shit, didn’t sound like he was appreciative of anything.”

Jameson shrugged. “Well, it has been a long day for us already.”

“It’s half-past eight in the morning. How long of a day could it have been at this point?”

“All due respect, we’ve been up all-night speaking with folks who might have knowledge in regard to the episode at the pub.”

“Well, I am terribly sorry to inform you that I, in fact, know less than you do at the moment, so maybe you would like to inform me of what you know?” Jack sat down in one of the chairs.

“Why don’t we start with what happened to your face?” Shorty answered Jack’s question with one of his own as he wandered around the living room looking at different things.

His partner looked annoyed. Obviously, Shortstuff was not going with the original game plan on how they were to approach Jack.

“I fell off my bicycle,” Jack said irritated and looked over at Jameson. “So?”

“Bicycle, eh? Why do those injuries not seem like something one would have falling from their bicycle?”

“I hit a tree when I did it, alright? What does this have anything to do with the pub?”

“Not sure yet,” Shorty answered giving Jack a hard look.

“Well, you



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