The Man With No Mercy by Dan Ames

Author:Dan Ames [Dan Ames]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Mystery & Detective, Hard-Boiled, Private Investigators, International Crime & Mystery, Thrillers, Crime, Espionage, Military, Suspense, Action & Adventure
Google: JACJEAAAQBAJ
Publisher: Slogan Books LLC
Published: 2022-09-12T23:00:00+00:00

23

Tallon stood on the sidewalk outside Pauling’s building. He double-checked the address. It was correct.

It had been a bit of a whirlwind since he’d received the text from Pauling that she needed him in NYC. But the woman knew how to travel because a first-class airline ticket had arrived on his phone and he’d wasted no time loading an overnight bag with gear and getting to the airport.

The trip had been quick, as had the Uber from the airport. It was colder than he had anticipated, though. He would have to pick up some cooler weather gear if the opportunity arose.

Now, he glanced around the busy street. This was New York City, all right. People were hustling to and from, the streets were lined with fast walkers, the occasional guy standing at the curb smoking a cigarette, the blare of taxi cabs. Noisy. Industrious. Hectic.

So different from his home on the outskirts of Death Valley.

At the end of the street he could make out a small park where some pigeons were loitering around the entrance. Tallon had read that hawks were making a huge comeback in New York, feasting on the pigeons. From the look of it, they hadn’t discovered this part of the city yet.

Tallon made his way inside Pauling’s building and was soon at her door. He rang the bell and she opened it.

Every time he saw her, she looked better than the last.

The green eyes. The husky voice. It was a face he never tired of seeing. He idly wondered if she felt the same way about him. Even a little.

“Hey stranger,” he said, stepping inside. She closed the door behind him and they embraced, a warm kiss followed.

“Let me stow your gear,” Pauling said. “Why don’t you grab a beer or some wine? There are glasses on the counter.”

Her voice just plain did it to him. It was that smoky, sultry timber he couldn’t get enough of.

She disappeared down the hallway and Tallon took her up on the offer, grabbing a beer from the fridge. He poured her a glass of wine and handed it to her when she returned.

“Quick tour?” she asked.

“Sounds good.”

Pauling took him through the space and he recognized her through and through. It was classic Pauling. Feminine, but not overly so. Upscale, stylish.

They wound up back in her living room and each took a seat opposite one another.

“So fill me in,” Tallon said.

He listened as she described being manhandled by the FBI, the missing women, and their links to Reacher.

“Jesus, that’s awful,” he said. “You don’t think Reacher’s involved, do you?”

“Not in a million years.”

Tallon drank from his beer. “How long did they question you?”

“Not long. They took a little time bluffing me out, trying to see if they could shake something out of me until they realized there was nothing I was hiding. Once that little charade was out of the way, we got down to business fast. And what I learned is that they’ve pretty much got nothing.”

“So what do your instincts tell you?”

Pauling shook her head.

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