Sleep Savannah Sleep by Alistair Cross

Author:Alistair Cross [Cross, Alistair]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-09-24T22:00:00+00:00

The moment Jason opened his front door, he recognized the man who stood with Scott Sturgess and Flynn Garvey. The thick black hair and Greek good looks were unmistakable, and Jason knew that beneath one sleeve, a red heart was tattooed on the inside of his forearm. It was the man he’d seen in the woods with Savannah. And he was a cop.

‘You like it when I fuck your mouth, don’t you?’ The memory crashed back and Jason saw the guy, head back, eyes closed, hands fisted in Savannah’s hair.

“Mr. Crandall,” said Scott Sturgess. “This is Sheriff Marshall Redding.”

The sheriff nodded and Jason realized he’d been staring.

“Do you mind if we come in?” asked Sturgess.

“Of course.” Jason stepped aside, allowing them entrance. “Please, take a seat.” He resented the quaver in his voice, but he couldn’t control it. He didn’t know what was going on, but clearly it was serious. And he couldn’t quit eyeballing the sheriff.

Flynn Garvey and Scott Sturgess sat on the sofa. Sheriff Redding remained on his feet, hands locked together in front of him.

Jason sat down. “What’s this about?”

Sturgess opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by the cop.

“We’ve just about reached the end of the road in our investigation, Mr. Crandall, and we wondered if there might be something you’ve seen or heard that could help us.”

Jason hesitated. “I’m afraid I don’t follow. What would I have … seen or heard?”

“We know you have a lot of people coming in and out,” said Redding. “And being that you’re new to town, we thought maybe they’d be inclined to talk to you. Maybe you’ve heard or seen something that could help us.”

Like witnessing you having oral sex with the missing girl? “I’m sorry, no. The clients I’ve had have only expressed concern and hope that she returns.”

Scott Sturgess sniffed. “Savannah … she came to see you, didn’t she?” He looked drawn and pale, thinner than he’d been when Jason had met him last week. His eyes were red from crying, lack of sleep, or both, and Jason could almost feel the man’s pain radiating off of him.

“Yes. She’s been here twice.” Jason thought of the half-hour his own daughter had been missing. The not-knowing had been torturous and he couldn’t imagine what Scott was going through. He wanted to help this man - but he didn’t know if he could.

“For a massage?” asked Redding.

“Yes. Well, once for a massage, and the other time with Flynn.”

“Tell us about the massage.”

“It was a one-hour appointment, but … it got cut short.” He hoped they didn’t ask why. “Something came up and I had to cancel the rest of the hour.”

“I see.” Redding shifted uncomfortably and cast a glance toward the men on the sofa. “And this, uh, massage … did it … did the two of you …”

Scott Sturgess sighed. “For fuck’s sake, just say it, Marshall.”

Alarmed, confused, Jason looked from one to the other.

“Were the two of you ... involved?” finished the cop.

Flynn Garvey flinched, tears springing to his eyes.

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