Murder at Pride Lodge [A Kyle Callahan Mystery: 1] by Mark McNease

Author:Mark McNease [McNease, Mark]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Mystery; Thriller & Suspense
ISBN: 9781478220190
Amazon: B009EV9VXI
Barnesnoble: B009EV9VXI
Publisher: MadeMark Publishing
Published: 2012-09-18T14:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Happiness is a Warm Gun

Bo sat gently rocking back and forth in the old chair in her room. It wasn’t a rocking chair, but she took comfort in the motion. It reminded her of being in her father’s lap so many years ago, when he would rock her and tell her stories before putting her to bed. Now, over thirty years later, it was his gun she took comfort in, caressing it with the fingers of her left hand. Her shooting hand.

It’s funny, the things we forget in a moment of crisis and chaos. Her father had kept the gun in a case in the closet, yet when he needed it he neglected it, choosing instead to hurry his daughter into hiding, to protect her and take his chances hand-to-hand. She supposed he had never expected to have to aim a gun at anyone, let alone pull the trigger. He wasn’t a gun man; her parents weren’t gun people. He’d simply had it as a precaution, like a life preserver that gathered dust inside a boat and was never worn. She had no idea what had gone through his mind in those seconds, if he had suddenly remembered the gun was in the closet with his ten year old child and it was too late; he would not risk exposing her to get the one thing that could have saved them. And the timing, too, all of it happening so fast. Bo watched in horror as the man stepped into the bedroom and promptly shot her father, then her mother. Bang, bang, just like that. She didn’t know why she hadn’t screamed, or at least sucked her breath in so loudly it would give her away. But she hadn’t. She had stayed fixated on the horror. And then, when she was gathering her things to move to Santa Barbara and be raised by strangers called a family, she had taken the gun. The police hadn’t found it; they hadn’t been looking for any such thing. This was a burglary gone wrong; what you saw was what you got. So the gun had still been in the closet when she came to pack, and she had kept it with her all these years. Not only kept it with her, but learned to shoot it, and shoot it well. Which made it that much sadder knowing she would have to discard it, leave it rusting at the bottom of the Delaware River when she left this place, having put it to its only good use.

Bo believed in coincidence. She had no patience for people who said there was no such thing. She simply considered it the universe putting what otherwise seemed random into some kind of order. Thus, had she not been paying attention that day, she would not have seen the watch for sale on BidderSweet. Had she not seen the watch, she would not have made her way to Detroit and used the very same gun she now felt

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