Judgment Stone (9781401687359) by Liparulo Robert

Author:Liparulo, Robert
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ebook, book
Publisher: Thomas Nelson Inc
Published: 2013-03-01T05:00:00+00:00

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Jagger and Owen weren’t able to get close to the nightclub entrance. Blue-and-white Opel Astra cruisers, light bars flashing blue and red, blocked it, and uniformed cops chased them away. Jagger saw a forensic team in white coveralls crouched around an open door halfway down the alley, men and women in plainclothes watching them. At the far end, more cops and cruisers blocked that way.

Now he and Owen stood on a plaza of flat-rock pavers between a row of shops and a concrete barrier, which lined the edge of the harbor. Several cops were gathered nearby, comparing notes. Another one spoke to people sitting at the outdoor tables of cafés or strolling past. He’d point in the direction of the nightclub, get a shake of the head, and move on to someone else.

“This is pointless,” Jagger said, watching the demons and angels in the harbor, some on ships, others in or on the water, a few in the air. For the past fifteen minutes, they had both repeatedly touched the fragment in Jagger’s pocket, hoping to spot a visual clue. “They’re long gone.”

Owen turned in a slow circle, gazing at everything. He scratched his beard. “I thought the Clan would leave something for us to follow.”

“If we could get to the crime scene . . .”

“That’s not going to happen.”

Jagger was disappointed, not only in their futile attempt to locate the Clan, but also in Owen. He said, “I thought you had connections, people who could get us in there.”

“I don’t know everybody everywhere. I could probably find an angle in, maybe through the Sledovateli, the National Investigative Service, but it’ll take time. And I’m wondering now what help it would be, getting into the nightclub.”

Jagger watched the cop question a couple coming out of a bakery, then raised his attention to the sky. That brilliant blue beam was still there, sputtering now, growing dimmer and smaller. Hmmm. He looked over his shoulder at the harbor’s angels and demons. They were more translucent than thirty seconds ago, but sputtering or disappearing. He turned back to the light. It was gone.

“Hey, hey.” Owen reached back to tap him on the chest. “Look over there.”

He nodded toward an old bum sitting against the wall near the corner of the strip of shops and cafés. The man’s legs were bent up in front of him, and his forehead rested against his knees. His arms were wrapped around his legs, hands clasped in front. A blue thread of light came out of him, and two angels were crouched beside him, a hand from each resting on his head.

“The beggar,” Owen said.

“The one who saw the Clan?”

“I’ll bet he is.” Owen started for him.

“Wait a minute,” Jagger said, catching his arm. “What about the angels?”

“What about them? Just ignore them. Our business is with the old man.”

Ignore them. Sure.

One angel turned his head to watch them approach. The beggar lifted his face toward them. His stubbly chin quivered. Owen knelt before him, spoke gently in Bulgarian, and placed a hand on the man’s knee.

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