Napalm Hearts (A Thaddeus Grayle Mystery Book 1) by Seamus Heffernan

Author:Seamus Heffernan [Heffernan, Seamus]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Crooked Cat Books
Published: 2018-04-23T22:00:00+00:00

22

It was just past 3 a.m. when my phone buzzed. I was lying on my couch trying to get some reading done. I reached over to snag it off the coffee table, carefully navigating the Domino’s box and four empty cans of Diet Dr. Pepper. It was an unknown number. I was more intrigued than annoyed, really.

“Hello?” I asked.

“Is this Thaddeus Grayle?”

“It is.” I still hadn’t worked my way to sitting up, and my voice was a bit lower, a bit rougher as a result. I cleared my throat politely.

“This is Lotte Guyanpala,” the voice on the other side said.

Lisa Claymore’s no-show, no-answer friend. I sat up.

“Well, Ms. Guyanpala. It’s good to hear from you. Thank you for calling.”

“Don’t thank me yet. Hold on a sec.” She passed the phone to someone else.

“This Grayle?” the new voice asked. Male, and almost impossibly upbeat for this hour of the morning.

“Yes,” I answered and allowed the first hint of impatience to creep into my voice. “Who’s this?”

“Detective Inspector Eldon Calloway. How are you tonight, Mr. Grayle?”

“Um,” I said. I had no idea who Calloway was—my police dealings were pretty infrequent. Despite my line of work, my area of specialty didn’t usually overlap with Scotland Yard. “I’m OK, Inspector. How are you?”

“Well, it’s the damndest thing,” Calloway said, and I could tell he was just getting warmed up. Maybe even practiced a few bits of this before the call. “I’m here at Leyton Quarry. There’s been an accident, and this young lady is a witness. She says you’ve been looking for her.”

“What’s the accident?”

“You looking for a young woman named Lisa Claymore? Missing girl, wife of the esteemed Andrew Claymore?”

I had already stood, heading to my closet to get a clean shirt before he finished the question. I slipped my arms into it and grabbed my jacket. “Yes, I am.”

“And you’ve been trying to chat with Ms. Guyanpala here, right? The best friend?”

“Yes,” I repeated.

“You’re going to want to come down here, Grayle. Can you make it? I mean, now?”

“Sure,” I grabbed keys and snapped my suit jacket over my tired shoulders. “But do you want to tell me what this all about?”

“Lisa Claymore’s dead. So come on down. Have a chat.” He hung up. I stared at the phone in my hand, watching its blue light dim before it eventually faded away.

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