Judgement Day (Wind River Book 6) by James Reasoner & L.J. Washburn

Author:James Reasoner & L.J. Washburn [Reasoner, James]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Book Place
Published: 2011-08-21T23:00:00+00:00

The evening's festivities hadn't really gotten started yet when Hank Parker heard the faint tapping sound on the glass of the window behind him. He was in his office at the Pronghorn, but the door into the main room of the saloon was open.

Parker could see a lot of the room and hear the music and laughter. It would be a lot louder in an hour or so, once the patrons had had time to do some serious drinking.

This was just the prelude, he had been thinking, remembering the word that had been used by a whore he had known back in Council Bluffs who had been convinced that one day she would be a famous opera singer. She had died not long after Parker met her, a knife stuck between her ribs by a customer who didn't want to pay.

He put all of that out of his mind as soon as he heard the insistent little noise and turned around to see Becky Lewis peering through the glass at him. He made a gesture at her to wait, then 'stood up and closed the office door. Once he had shot the bolt so that they wouldn't be disturbed, he went to the window and slid the pane up.

"Come on," he said, extending his hand toward Becky.

"What do you expect me to do, climb in through the window?" she asked irritably. "It's bad enough you've got me sneakin' around this alley back here. I might've stepped on something sharp in the dark. I already stepped on something, but I ain't sure what it is. Sure smells bad, though."

Once a low-class whore, always a low-class whore, Parker thought, but he kept the reaction to himself. He said firmly, "Take hold of my hand. It won't be hard to climb in."

"Oh, all right," Becky groused. She grasped his hand, his big fingers practically swallowing up her smaller ones, then took hold of his wrist with her other hand. He hauled her up and through the window like she didn't weigh much of anything. When she was inside the office, she looked at the sole of one of her high-buttoned shoes and made a face.

Parker said, "I told you why we have to be careful. I don't want folks connecting up the two of us just yet. Bud's the only one who really noticed you coming here the other night, and he's not going to say anything if he knows what's good for him—and take my word for it, he does."

"You're ashamed of me, that's what it is," sniffed Becky.

"You know damned well that's not it. But that son of a bitch lawman Tyler is just biding his time, watching me and waiting for a chance to nail me on something. I don't intend to give him that chance."

"The McKay woman can't accuse me of blackmailin' her without sayin' what I'm blackmailin' her about."

"Maybe not, but I don't trust her, nor Tyler either. Just do what I tell you, Becky, and everything will be all right.

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