The Granite Moth by Erica Wright

Author:Erica Wright
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Pegasus

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

The tipster had called me from a pay phone in the Union Square subway stop. When the trains screeched into the station, I couldn’t hear her, but the gist was that she didn’t want the juggler to be arrested, never mind about the reward. Her story matched Martin King’s, which made me think the juggler really wasn’t involved. I knew he’d been questioned by the NYPD on the night of the explosion, and they hadn’t arrested him. But they hadn’t so much as detained a single person. Had the juggler seen who pushed him? If so, he probably would have told the police, but I didn’t want to cross out the possibility. In fact, I wanted to rush straight to the circus school that had been a parade entry, but the remaining messages weren’t going to hear themselves.

Meeza could take over when she got back, but it seemed unfair to leave this entire tedious chore to her. The other calls were from, by and large, conspiracy theorists. I doubted the parade organizers had links to Egyptian princes wanting revenge for tomb robbing. Come to think of it, I wasn’t sure Egypt even had princes anymore. The caller fingering the Masons had used a voice disguiser, but that wasn’t half so frightening as the man who believed that all the fake blood sold in Halloween stores is from test lab animals. He ended his rant by asking about the reward and leaving his number. I didn’t write it down.

Two hours later, and Meeza still hadn’t returned. Perhaps she had gone straight to NYU to tail Jimmy Holliday, but I doubted it. V.P. seemed pretty determined to keep her away from me, and I hated to admit it, but maybe he was right. The fear of Salvatore Magrelli I had felt when I testified against him had been replaced with anger—the deep, simmering kind that might lead to an explosion. Anyone near me was likely to get hit with some debris.

There were ten or so messages left to hear, so I took a break and exited the building, unhappy to find that the temperature had dipped since the morning. The sidewalks were littered with leaves that crunched when I stepped on them, and the sky threatened snow. As I walked around the corner for a sandwich, I tried to sort out the possible suspects in my head for both cases, letting the Zeus Society hover above everything, a charming murder-minded umbrella.

While listening to the more innocuous messages, I’d multitasked by researching hate groups and wasn’t happy with what I’d found. For one, KKK membership rates were on the incline, with Louisiana a veritable rattlesnake’s nest. Other parts of the country weren’t winning any Nobel Peace Prizes either. If drug dealers scared me, white supremacists made me want to build myself a fallout shelter and live off beans until the apocalypse took care of a few bloodlines. But I knew thinking big was the wrong way to solve a crime—two crimes to be more precise.

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