Kent Conwell - Tony Boudreaux 09 - The Crystal Skull Murders by Kent Conwell

Author:Kent Conwell [Conwell, Kent]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery: Thriller - P.I. - San Antonio
ISBN: 0803498985
Publisher: Avalon
Published: 2008-06-07T13:39:00+00:00

I watched the bus head down Eighth Street and turn north on 1-35 for Fort Worth after which I drove straight to the office, parking in my usual spot. I sat in the truck for several moments.

Wanda’s revelation of Bull Abdo and a broken nose flushed adrenaline through my veins. I sat staring blankly out the side window at the traffic on Lamar, trying to figure my first step in running down Bull Abdo.

There were three options: Danny O’Banion, Bob Ray Burrus at the police station, and S.S. at Neon Larry’s. I didn’t know which one was the best choice, so I decided to contact all three.

I grinned, noticing from my reflection in the window I needed a shave. A sudden yawn caught. I closed my eyes and stretched. I laid my head against the headrest for a moment.

Next thing I knew, someone was tapping on my window. I opened my eyes to see the grinning face of Doreen Patterson.

“You look terrible,” she said as I climbed from the pickup.

“That’s what no sleep does for you”

“What happened?”

While crossing the parking lot, I briefly sketched out the night’s events after we had separated.

The rich aroma of fresh coffee filled my nostrils when we pushed through the office door. We headed directly for the coffeepot. “You think she was telling you the truth? I mean about this guy Bull Abdo.”

“I’d like to think so,” I replied, filling a mug with coffee. I sipped it, and the delightful heat of the coffee warmed me all the way down to the pit of my stomach. “Of course, I wouldn’t be surprised if she was down at the Blue Light right now, but I’d like to think she’s finally got her head together.”

“Have you ever heard of this Abdo guy?”

“Nope, but a few phone calls should tell us something about him.”

“Don’t forget, we didn’t see Abe Romero yesterday”

“We will this morning, after Towers, our crystal ex pert.”

One inconvenience in my line of work is that I’m an early person. I’ve always risen early and run out of steam early. The majority of those with whom I interact are night people, and running them down in the mornings is just about as impossible as giving a cat a pill.

I dialed Danny’s number. A voice with all the charm of a pet rock said he would be in at 10:00. Call back.

Neon Larry’s didn’t answer, which was probably just as well, for if S.S. wasn’t there, whoever answered would be of no help.

And Bob Ray promised to see what he could find.

I replaced the receiver and glanced at my watch, unable to believe it was only 9:00. To my fuzzy brain and weary muscles, it was time for bed. I sighed and leaned back. Maybe I could catch a short nap.

“What about The Lighthouse and pawnshop?”

“Huh?” I frowned at Doreen. “What about them?”

“You said you wanted to drop by there before we visited Towers”

With a grimace, I closed my eyes and shook my head. “That’s right. I’d forgotten all about it.

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