Justice Dig by Rex Bolt

Author:Rex Bolt [Bolt, Rex]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-22T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Chris got home, thought about taking a dip in the Cheater Five pool, but it was a little chilly. The pool was tired and old-fashioned and probably hadn’t been upgraded at all since it was built, which could have been as far back as the 1950’s, but it was nice to have it available nonetheless.

Sharif’s maintenance guy, Hector, took the pool maintenance business personally, and he’d be whistling out there reaching the gadget into the water, clearing out the bugs and leaves for your benefit, right down to the tiniest spec of debris. And then he’d be laying down on the edge with various plastic tubes going in the water, and checking and then balancing the chlorine and ph levels like a scientist.

Finally he’d hose down the pool deck, and put the chairs up and clean the underside of the umbrellas, and it seemed like a whole bunch of other little things -- and really, how could you beat it.

Today Hector was finishing up when Chris got there and they said hi, and Gee, it was getting to the point where you almost felt like you were insulting the poor guy if you didn’t go swimming.

Upstairs though, not much email, no new texts . . . you could roam around online, seeing what updates there might be on the Ken and Emma saga -- see if either of them was officially named yet, or if that was still being held back . . . but Chris figured there’s a point sometimes where enough is enough. You didn’t need every detail probably, you weren’t particularly worried about Emma, to be honest about it. She knew what she was doing, and she can make her own bed.

It was boiling down to one thing now -- you needed to locate the kid.

No way out of this mess, that Chris could see, unfortunately . . . but you’re getting ahead of yourself . . . don’t try to build Rome here, keep it simple, and find him.

Soon there was some noise from the pool, that new couple once again with the toddler, and Chris decided it couldn’t hurt, and the air might be nippy but the water was obviously fine, and he waited until he didn’t hear them anymore and threw on his suit and dove in.

It was true sometimes, what they said, that you could think straighter with water on your head. He’d that experience in the shower, at least once, thinking of the morning he decided to alter his plan, make a left turn off Highway 80 at Salt Lake City and detour up I-15 for three hours on the hunch that Thad might be around.

Now he was trying to piece it together, anything Ken might have let slip, or even Stacy -- or even Ned or Emma for that matter -- any clue as to where the guy might have run.

Again, he was raised by a grandmother -- but you figure no, no family contact.

The car hadn’t gone anywhere. Emma’s vehicle status was unknown.

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