The Fury by Jason Pinter

Author:Jason Pinter
Language: eng
Format: mobi, pdf
Tags: Drug addicts, Murder, Suspense fiction, Journalists, New York (N.Y.), Fiction, Murder victims, Investigation, Mystery fiction, General, Thrillers, Suspense, Parker, Henry (Fictitious character), Brothers
ISBN: 9780778326274
Publisher: MIRA
Published: 2009-09-30T10:00:00+00:00

Gaines was a junkie back in Bend, she'd only gotten

worse. Two peas in a pod, her and James Parker.

I filled him in on what we did know. About Helen

and Beth-Ann Downing. About Rose Keller, and the

Vinnie brigade.

"We need to know more about the night you saw

them," I said. "We know Helen wanted money from

you, and she told you it was for rehab, but I don't think

that's the case. Think about your conversation with

Helen. Specific words. Gestures. Clues that might give

us a lead as to where the money would actually be

going, or what was running through Helen's mind when

you saw her."

He rubbed his head, either thinking very hard or

working very hard not to think. "Henry, it was a rough

night. I remember the big things. The gun, this woman

I hadn't seen in years looking like she was hopped up

on something."

"Like what?"

"I don't know, I'm not a doctor. But her eyes were

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red as all hell and she had a bad cough. That girl was

not in good shape."

I looked at Amanda. That would jibe with the pos

sibility that Helen was still using.

"Anything else?" I asked.

He tapped his thumb against his cheek, tongue

flicking against his upper lip. "One thing seemed

strange," he said. "Helen."

"You mean besides the jitters and the gun? What

about her?"

"She was a mess, but she was scared, too," my father

said. "And not of me. Kept looking around, like

someone could burst through the door at any moment.

I could tell from her eyes something was wrong. Now,

does that make sense? She wants to check her son into

rehab, seems to me that'd be a cause to have hope, you

know, these two chuckleheads finally getting their act

together. But Helen wasn't like that. When she didn't

think I was going to give her the money, she just...

freaked out."

"Maybe that's why she took the gun out," Amanda

said. "She was worried that if she didn't get the money

from you something terrible was going to happen."

"What?" my father asked.

"I don't know, but you're right about her being

scared. Granted, I've never been to rehab, but you'd

think fright isn't the number-one emotion running

through a mother's head when helping her son. Unless

she was scared of you. Is that possible?"

"Oh, she was scared of me at the end of the night,

I'll say that, but this was there when I got to the apart

ment. Something else scared Helen."

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Amanda said, "I'd be surprised if what scared Helen

didn't kill her son."

We both looked at her, knowing she was on the

money.

Turning back to my father, I said, "Please, Dad, think

hard. Did she say anything, anything at all that could

give you a clue as to what she was afraid of?"

My father raised his head, his eyes red. His breath

ing grew labored. Immediately I recoiled and Amanda

looked at me. I could see my father's teeth, bared

through his lips. I'd seen this before. It was rage boiling

inside him, ready to explode. It was how he would get

when my mother or I upset him. It was how he looked

before a rampage, before he made us too scared to live

in our own home.

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