Keep Me In Sight by Rachel Blackledge

Author:Rachel Blackledge [Blackledge, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-10-17T22:00:00+00:00

26

GIA

Dan Evans. I could have kissed that young cadet, but I didn’t dare. Calvin Cadet and friends interrogated me for nearly an hour and dutifully recorded my particulars. They said they’d let me off this time, because somehow I convinced them that I wasn’t working for a terrorist cell organization, but next time they’ll take up the matter with the police.

Well, there won’t be a next time because Dan’s time is running out. As I drive back over the bridge, I wonder at what kind of crazy lives inside that perky package of a girl and the hell she plans on unleashing.

Once I reach the other side, I pull over and look for his home address. Nikki taught me that trick. Pretty much everything that relates to real estate is a matter of public record. Turns out public records are conveniently located online.

There are exactly five addresses in San Diego where ‘D. Evans’ resides. It’s late afternoon by now, but I hope there’s enough daylight left to visit each address. I hop back on the freeway because I have business to do, and very little time left to do it.

Pacific Beach. It seems like a happy, sunny place, where guys and gals jog around with surfboards tucked under their toned arms. It seems like a quaint pocket of yesteryear tinged with vibes from Endless Summer.

I follow the driving instructions and arrive at the first address. Nerves flicker inside my belly. I feel like a Jehovah’s Witness, knocking on someone’s door and helpfully advising him or her that heaven’s almost full.

I park and walk up the cracked walkway to the front door of a beach bungalow with a narrow empty porch. I knock and wait. Nothing. Then I wait and knock. Nothing.

My stomach settles somewhat. ‘Nobody home’ seems to have a calming affect on my internal matters. Then I hear a frail voice yell from within, "Just a minute!"

This person is definitely not Dan. Maybe it’s Dan senior, I reason, as I wait an age for the door to finally open. The elderly man stands there, wearing a terrycloth bathrobe tied around his gaunt body and hotel slippers on his feet. He squints at me through the screen door.

"Yes?" he barks.

"Hi," I say. "You don’t know me, but—"

"Who is it?" cries someone from the back of the house. The voice sounds male. Not young. Not old. Maybe it’s the right Dan, looking after his grandpa.

"What do you want?" The old man scowls and shuffles closer. "You want to tell me what my house is worth? Or what my neighbor’s house is worth?"

"Um, no."

"Damn real estate agents," he mumbles.

A middle-aged man arrives at the door. "Sorry. My dad’s hard of hearing."

The old man turns and shuffles away, yelling: "Well you know, Dan, they always come around here. Knocking on my door, telling me that so-and-so sold their house, and how much for, and why don’t I keel over and die so that they can get the listing."

Dan opens the screen door and props it open with his foot.

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