The Badge & the Pen Thrillers by Roger A Price

Author:Roger A Price [Price, Roger A]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Endeavour Media
Published: 2019-09-19T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Five

As soon as they left the pub Paul accelerated severely and took a series of left and right turns before braking hard to a stop and turning around to stare out of the rear window.

‘What was all that about?’ Christine asked as soon as they pulled up. She’d spent the last couple of minutes hanging onto the grab rail above the passenger door so as not to end up in Paul’s lap.

‘I thought we were followed away from the pub?’

‘You could have warned me, or were you trying to get me on your knee?’

Paul smiled before he answered, ‘Sorry, I just clicked into counter surveillance mode. But the thing is I felt like I was followed away from the hotel on my way to meet you. That was the real reason why I was a bit late.’

‘And were we being followed?’ Christine asked, as she too looked over her shoulder.

‘When, before or now?

‘Either,’ she said.

‘It doesn’t look like it. The car I suspected of having followed us away from the pub looked like the same one I saw earlier. Same make, model and colour, but I didn’t get a look at the registered number, so can’t be sure - and it’s obviously not behind us now.’

He turned to face Christine and the look on her face must have displayed what she was feeling.

‘Look, sorry to scare you, it was probably nothing, it’s easy to get paranoid in my old job, and I’m a bit rusty and a bit jumpy too, if truth be known.’

‘Sure?’ she asked.

‘Sure, please ignore it.’

It took a further twenty minutes before they were nearing the centre, and Christine’s nerves had settled by then. Her phone alerted her of a text message from her sister Lesley. She had a separate ringtone for both calls and texts from Lesley, as she knew she had her problems, and never wanted to miss a call from her. Lesley was five years older than Christine, divorced and lived in a modern flat near to Piccadilly Gardens in central Manchester, it was where she’d called in on her way to the pub earlier. They weren’t too close, but she knew Lesley sometimes suffered from bouts of depression and Christine was her crutch when needed. She was surprised to hear from her so soon though; she’d seemed fine when she’d left her. Which didn’t bode well.

Lesley wasn’t a morning person and was between jobs, which Christine knew so she sometimes popped in on her way to work, which didn’t always go down too well, but at least she knew she’d be in. So, today she had taken the opportunity to pop in for a brew on her way to meet Paul. They rarely found enough time for each other as it was, and Christine felt guilty that she only saw her sister mainly when things were not too good. And to be honest, it was that biased view of only seeing her when she was down that probably kept her away at other times.

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