Never Cry Mercy by L. T. Ryan

Author:L. T. Ryan [Ryan, L. T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Action & Adventure, Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Crime, Thriller & Suspense, Thrillers & Suspense, Suspense, Thriller
Amazon: B01FTILRP4
Goodreads: 30225238
Publisher: Liquid Mind Media
Published: 2016-05-16T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 34

I fell back into the cot, not caring the least bit that it was as comfortable as lying on a rock. Exhaustion from the events of the past couple days had caught up with me. Within a few minutes, I dozed off. I wasn't sure what time I fell asleep. But the sun was out when I woke up again.

I fought through the pain of bruised muscles and stood up. Taking a deep breath felt like inhaling nails. Sons of bitches might've managed to crack a rib or two. I pulled off my shirt and checked out the paint by number they'd done on my torso. The primary colors used were black and blue.

Someone had slipped a tray of food into the cell. It consisted of a bowl of what might pass as oatmeal, some raisins that probably were large bugs, a juice box, and a mug of coffee. I grabbed the mug and pushed the tray out of the cell. I knew the coffee was cold, but took a large swig anyway. About as disgusting as java could taste. And I drank it all. Caffeine was a necessity.

All I could do from that point was play the waiting game. I lay back down on the cot, staring at the fluorescent-washed ceiling.

A few hours passed before the door opened again. My hopes of it being Reese or an attorney were quickly dashed. The fact that it was lunch didn't make matters better. I ate a white bread ham sandwich with no condiments. Couldn't even leave a dab of mayo or mustard on the side for me. It was like eating over-salted cardboard. At least I got a fresh cup of coffee out of it. Too bad it wasn't much better than the cold brew. I tried to lodge a complaint, but the officer left the room before I put the mug down.

Another hour or so passed with no visitors. And another after that. I began to think that it'd be a wasted day. How many more were to come? Were they content to let me rot in the cell?

I managed to doze off again, but sleep wasn't meant to be. Vernon entered the room, cleared his throat. I got to my feet and went to the edge of the cell. He only took a few steps into the room, held the door open, and shot me a quick nod and a smile.

Then Reese entered. She glanced at Vernon, then rushed to the cell.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"There's a lead," she said.

"Now don't get too excited," Vernon said. "And don't think you're off the hook just yet."

"What happened?" I said.

"A couple witnesses came forward," he said. "They saw a man enter the house about an hour prior to when you and Reese stated you found the bodies. Then they saw you guys, too, and the time they gave coincides with your call to me. The description they gave of the first man was vague, but they did say there seemed to be a difference between him and you.

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