Racing Death: A Lazarus Smith Thriller by Wayne Key

Author:Wayne Key [Key, Wayne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-09-27T00:00:00+00:00

Ten minutes later on the bus, Ananya said, “They’ll remember us.”

“They’ll never tell the police. I knew it was a rough neighborhood, but I didn’t think it was that rough. That’s good though. The truck’s long gone, and we’ve vanished from police street surveillance. Pull that phone out, we need the bus route to the nearest drug store or a big box department store.”

“Okay…” She thumbed through the phone’s map. “If we get off in two stops there are dueling drugstores opposite each other on a corner.”

“Perfect, we go in the same store but separately. You get hair color, scissors, and some crazy makeup, and I’ll need some grey or white hair color. I’ll keep watch and you get what we need for disguises. Be fast and be creative. In and out in five or less. Keep in mind our pictures will likely be on the news soon. Be ready for that.

“Five?” She rubbed her hands on her jeans, taking a deep breath.

“Five.”

The cashier was slow, and it took eight, but they were on the next bus without any issues.

“Where now?” she asked.

“A casino. Casinos are very jealous of their data streams. They do everything they can to not share with the gaming authorities and law enforcement, all the while pretending they’re being cooperative.” Lazarus checked the warm skies. “It’s mid-afternoon. We get to a mid or high floor in the hotel side and find a maid. Someone disgruntled and unhappy. We’ll pretend that you and I need a place to hookup for an hour or so and pay her to let us in.”

“I’ll need to stop in a restroom and get slutted up before we go upstairs,” Ananya said as they approached the casino.

They walked into the big casino lobby, and Lazarus led her toward the bank of elevators and to the restrooms beside them. Ananya disappeared into the lady’s restroom and Lazarus went into the men’s, examining himself in the mirror.

He looked like hell. The battering of the last five days had taken their toll. At least showering and shaving the night before made looking respectable almost possible. He wet several paper towels and stepped into the bigger handicapped stall. He pulled off his shirt and pulled on a grey Lake Charles t-shirt Ananya had gotten for his disguise. Then he doused himself with cheap cologne and stepped out.

He eyed a man standing at the row of sinks, then wet his hair with his fingers and smoothed it into place.

He left the men’s room and didn’t have to wait long before she emerged, her bag slung off one shoulder. A less trained observer might not have known it was her. Her jeans were now daisy dukes, and her t-shirt was torn and tied tightly just under her breasts. She’d even applied an awkward smearing of red lipstick and mascara.

She grinned at his expression. “This is sorta my classic Halloween costume. Slutty, bimbo biker chick, my friends call it. It’s fun to be a little out there sometimes, as long as my father doesn’t know.

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