The Reign of the Kingfisher by T.J. Martinson

Author:T.J. Martinson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Flatiron Books

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Marcus walked back to his car, not even pausing to take in the day-lit faces of the residents gathered around the lawn, a future he couldn’t imagine. Slow laps in an Olympic pool. The clatter of a game of shuffleboard. Sunglasses so large they masked the face. But then again, at any point in his life, he couldn’t have imagined any future he had lived, and so far he had lived them all.

Back at his car, he took out his cell phone. He tried calling Jeremiah, but got his voicemail. Jeremiah texted him a moment later: At the station. Can’t talk. What’s up?

Marcus texted him back. His thumb hovered over each tiny letter: Have a lead on Miss May’s location.

Want me to pass it on to Stetson?

Marcus didn’t need to think about it. No.

Didn’t think so. Wish I could help. Things are bad around here. Good luck.

He called the only other person who would be able to ID Miss May for him.

One ring.

“Marcus?” Out of breath, scattered and soft. “Did you see the video from this morning?”

Marcus ignored the question. “Peter, I’ve got a lead on the woman from the Englewood apartment you brought me to. I might know where she is.”

“Really? How did you find her?”

“I’ll explain later. I only know what I’ve heard about her, but you’ve actually seen her. I don’t have an exact address, just an apartment building—Lindley Apartments. I’ll need you to come with me. I need you to help me spot her.”

The phone rustled in Peter’s hands. Marcus heard him breathing, hesitating. When his voice came back, it was nearly a whisper. “I don’t know, Marcus.”

“What’s the problem?”

“I just don’t want to get wrapped up in all of this. If it’s OK with you, I think I’ll stay out of it. I’m sure you’ll recognize her when you see her. You don’t need me there.”

“You said yourself that you’re worried she may be next,” Marcus said. “If you mean that, then you’ll help me find her. I don’t know who I’m looking for.”

Peter sighed through the phone. “OK. Fine.”

“Give me your address. I’ll be back in Chicago in about an hour. Be ready to go.”

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