The Blueprint (The Upgrade Book 1) by Cross Wesley

Author:Cross, Wesley [Cross, Wesley]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: General Fiction
Published: 2016-04-12T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 23

Chuck finished the drink and put the glass into the dirty sink. It made a clinking sound, and he involuntarily cringed, glancing in Mike’s direction, but Connelly was sound asleep. The fact that the guy was alive was nothing short of a miracle. Since Chuck was a kid he had an admiration for people who became Special Forces operators.

He always wanted to be one, but he was also honest with himself. He was athletic when he was younger, but those people were made from some rare stuff. It was easier to become an Olympian than qualify for Special Ops. That’s why at the end he opted for the police work. It was the next best thing.

Kowalsky watched the man for a few seconds. It was interesting to see one of them in the flesh. He was tall, but not too tall. Muscular, but not bodybuilder big. Some larger and meaner guys Chuck had arrested over the years would probably take their chances against a guy like that in a bar brawl.Boy, they would be in for a rude awakening.

He went outside and got a few breaths of cold air to clean his head, then cleaned the blood smudges on Connelly’s car and put some fresh snow on the dark spots in the driveway. Nobody would probably notice them from the outside, but he wasn’t going to take any chances. When he was done, he called his partner.

“This is Ryan,” said the voice on the other line.

“Hey, Bill,” he said, clearing his throat. “This is Chuck.”

“Hey, Mom,” the voice answered. “Can I call you back in five?”

“Of course,” he said and hung up the phone. He stuffed his hands into his pockets and walked around the yard for a few minutes trying to keep warm. For the first time in years he wished he had a cigarette. Finally, his phone rang.

“Hey, Chuck,” said Ryan in a hushed tone. “Sorry about before, but there’s a shit storm around here.”

“Oh yeah? What’s going on?”

“No one is quite sure but there are some people here in the precinct turning the place upside-down. Suits.”

“Suits, huh? What kind of suits?”

“Cheap suits,” said Bill, “the worst kind. Checking people’s stuff. Going through people’s desks. Searching for things on computers with some crazy looking gadgets. CIA kind of shit.”

“I don’t think it’s the CIA,” said Chuck. “I need you to meet someone and hear him out.”

“What’s going on, Chuck? I’m just six years away from my pension and I don’t like this shit at all.”

“Yeah, you’re going to like it even less. I’m afraid there might not be a pension for us after all.”

When Chuck left the trailer a few hours later Mike was still asleep.

The diner where they had agreed to meet was just six blocks from the junkyard, and Kowalsky opted for a walk to stretch his legs. He found Bill in the corner booth, his skinny frame hunched over a large mug of black steaming coffee that Ryan held with both hands.

“Hey,” said Chuck, sitting on the other side of the table.

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