Naked Truth by Jamie K. Schmidt

Author:Jamie K. Schmidt [K. Schmidt, Jamie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: russian mob, mafia, reiki, Romance, romantic suspense, mystery, gangster
Publisher: Jamie K. Schmidt
Published: 2018-07-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

The September night wasn’t cold enough to keep Drake’s eyelids from fluttering in boredom. It was only 11:00 p.m., but the banter on the radio had died down as his backup settled in for a long night. He had been making his way along the docks, looking for any gang activity, but it seemed quiet tonight.

Shuffling over the rocks, he sent a pair of rats squealing down to the waterline. When he sat down with his back to one of the wooden pilings, they got a little braver. He hissed at them and threw a rock. They eyeballed him but decided to move on to less active prey.

The sounds of the water hitting the pier were soothing, and he found his mind wandering back to his godfather. McNally and Johansson were going down the addicts-looking-to-score route, but at least they weren’t completely willing to rule out the organized crime angle. The FBI guy who had come in due to the bombing at the Tasting Room was sticking around for a few days, poking his nose into the investigation. Normally, that would have set his teeth on edge. But in this case, the more hands the better.

After about a half hour of watching the rats fight over a discarded fast-food hamburger, Drake hauled himself up and started the long walk back to the housing projects. The GPS tracker in his shoe would alert the police van that he was on the move. Voices carried on the water this late at night, and he didn’t want to give himself away. He took a swig from the bottle he carried inside a plain, brown wrapper. It was Gatorade, but he wished it were something stronger. Something like the Stoli Cristall that he’d shared with Pam.

A grin spread across his face before he remembered to hide it. He wondered what she was doing right now. Probably sleeping. He amused himself wondering if she’d wear a nightshirt to bed or nothing at all. She was great. Too bad he’d had to meet her when all this stuff was going down. His godfather, the gang violence, the vor v zakone making their presence known in the form of her brother.

Drake shook his head. He still couldn’t remember Pam from high school days, but he did remember Darren. He had been a geek, book smart like his sister probably was. How did a kid like that become a wheelman for some wannabe wise guys looking to get rich and famous off a badly planned bank robbery?

He plunked himself down in a doorway of one of the dockside restaurants. It took only a moment before he was noticed.

“Get out of here. You’re scaring the customers.” A man came out of the door and made shooing sounds.

“Sorry,” Drake grumbled. “You got anything to eat?”

The man looked over his shoulder. “Yeah, but you got to take it and not come back.”

“Bless you, sir,” he said. Drake doffed his golfer’s hat as the man pressed a bag of rolls and butter in his hands.

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