Key Lucky by Robert Tacoma

Author:Robert Tacoma
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9789085241522
Publisher: For the Benefit of Mr. Kite
Published: 2007-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

22

Law

Okay, that was fun, in a scared shitless kinda way. It was one of the times Lucky wished he hadn’t thrown the .45 he’d used at the museum off the White Street Pier. He had though, so instead he’d had to pull the mini-Glock out of the waistband holster and put a few rounds in the side of the Buick.

The adrenaline was still pumping as he pedaled away from the cemetery to Smathers Beach so he could sit and watch the water. And think.

The big, scary freak with the tattoo around his eye definitely had a gun. So unless he really is some kind of cop, he’ll be busy with the police for a while. Maybe all night.

Lucky gave some serious thought to loading his car with Spanish treasure and taking a chance on the police checkpoint on US1. Or leave most of it and just try to get out of town. But he didn’t like either of those ideas. He was working on a couple of things that might work if he could hang around another day or two.

So he stopped by the store on his way back to the Last Resort Trailer Park.

“Mrs. Murphy? I didn’t wake you did I?”

“Oh, I was just resting my eyes in front of the TV. I had another of those days where it seems like everything that could go wrong, did. Poor Mister Snuffles got sick, then a man tried to kick him, then he almost got run over, then – ”

“Mrs. Murphy, remember I told you about the roaches in my trailer? I just bombed it with eight cans and I was wondering if I could stay in the place next door since it’s vacant right now.”

“Well, that unit really hasn’t been cleaned up yet, and the air conditioner is on its last legs.”

“I’m sure it’ll be all right. I just don’t want to get sick from that bug spray. Just for tonight? I’ve got everything I need in my backpack.”

“Well, I guess so since you’re such a responsible young man. You still working at Schooners?”

“Yes, ma’am. I have some coupons for a free drink, but they’re in my trailer. I can – ”

“That’s sweet of you, but no thanks. My ex boyfriend – the two-timing worm – I heard he hangs out there.” A hand went down into her housecoat pocket. “Let me see if I have the key. Oh, I almost forgot. A guy came by here earlier, said he was with the FBI. A big man, and kind of scary looking. Looked more like a bill collector or bounty hunter if you asked me, and hey, after running this place for ten years, I should know. Anyway, he looked for you in your trailer and tried to kick Mister Snuffles when the poor dear had a little accident.”

“Tall man with sunglasses wearing a dark, western-style suit? Yeah, some practical joker from the bar must have called the museum robbery tip line and given the cops that guy’s name.

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