Let Her Go by D J Adamson

Author:D J Adamson [Adamson, D J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Horatio Press
Published: 2018-11-06T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

“Is this all the faster you can go?”

“I’m already going twenty miles an hour.”

“Faster, Percy. You’ve got to go faster.”

She got a head start on us. It took Percy several back-forward-back-forwards to get turned around in the street. And while she wasn’t going fast herself, the roads kept all speeds at bay.

At first I thought she might be heading out to Highway 218, but she turned before getting to the Gas for Less and took the loop to Rohert Road. She was heading where the roads were handled by County and who knows when they had last come by.

Which is exactly what Percy said when he made the turn. “She’ll have to slow down or she’ll ditch it. That car is too light to be going fast on this road. Looks like county hasn’t been through here since yesterday.”

The roads were snow covered with an icy slick. Dark ruts offered where those with four-wheel drive once passed through.

“Who is she, Lillian?”

“I don’t know, Percy.”

“Well, hell’s fire, why are we trying to catch her?”

“I think she knows who killed Ely Conrad.”

He stared over, “Then shouldn’t we tell the police?”

We rounded the next corner. The car was gone. Just disappeared. Percy continued driving and we passed several roads where she could have turned off, offering ruts should where some vehicles had driven, but nothing looked fresh.

“Where she’d go?” I couldn’t believe she’d disappeared. She wasn’t that far ahead of us.

Percy’s phone rang. He picked it up. “Yeah, will do. I should get to it in ten, fifteen minutes.” He turned to me. “I need to get back, Lillian. They want me to plow the emergency routes again. They have some folks coming in.”

Of course. He needed to get back to what he was good at. And I needed to get back to the house. Dahlia would probably be awake looking for breakfast. She’d be inspecting the kitchen finding my domestic abilities lacking.

Percy asked, “Want me to drop you by the police so you can tell them about this woman?”

“No, take me back home. I’ll call the police. You’re right. This is their job, not mine.”

Percy helped me carry in my groceries. Dahlia was in the kitchen on the telephone. She turned her back to us while we put the sacks on the counter.

“That will be fine,” she was saying. “No sense putting up one in this weather. I can live with it.”

“Thought you went to work,” she remarked to me, hanging up. She nodded a hello to Percy.

“We needed supplies, and Percy offered to take me to the Hy-Vee. It’s too bad outside to open Discount.”

I followed Percy to the door. “Thanks again, Percy.”

“If you need anything more, just get me a holler,” he said, leaving, taking quick brisk steps back to the plow.

When I closed the door, Dahlia was coming into the living room, leaning hard on her walker. She slumped onto the couch. Bacardi who followed her in, leaped and nestled into her lap.

I shucked out of my coat and boots.

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