The Widowmaker by Hannah Morrissey

Author:Hannah Morrissey
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: St. Martin's Publishing Group

24

HUDSON

“I ain’t a cop killer, Ryan. Come on. You know me.”

Hudson scrutinized his brother through a thick glass partition. Tobias looked as rough as he’d ever seen him, though in his line of work as a drug dealer, Hudson supposed he must have had days when he’d woken up in worse shape. At least here, in Sulfur County Jail, he was safe. Although—he threw a glance over each shoulder, noting the cops guarding each exit—if he really killed Garrison, he might not be.

He’d sat in his car for a full five minutes before drumming up the courage to go in. The possibility of someone recognizing him scared the hell out of him. While Hudson had never worked in the jail, it was attached to the law enforcement center, a concrete building that, with all its fissures, looked like a skull being forced out of the asphalt. Patrol officers transported prisoners here. Luckily, he still knew very few people on first shift. If he was with Garrison, it’d be a different story. Garrison had been a local celebrity. But without his larger-than-life partner, Hudson was essentially invisible. It worked in his favor, he thought as he finally got out and slammed the door. He paid the meter, cursing Tobias for making him his one phone call.

Now, he stared at Tobias behind a sheet of glass. His skin was sallow. Purplish half-moons cupped his eyes. Stubble covered his usually smooth face and neck. The center of his snowflake tattoo pulsed as he swallowed.

“You think I did it.” Tobias turned away, cut his chin on his shoulder. Sniffed. “Is that why you didn’t warn me?”

The phone caused his voice to echo. It sounded as though they were miles, rather than inches, apart. Hudson’s heart began to hammer, and he reminded himself that Tobias couldn’t hurt him. Not like all the other times, like when they’d been kids and Tobias pushed Hudson off the pier, or later, in high school, when he got his cronies to zip-tie Hudson to the urinal so he could beat the shit out of him.

Where were his cronies now, Hudson wondered. His friends.

Nowhere to be found, that was where. Hiding in their hovels and drug dens, probably more than content to know that Hades was locked up and off the streets. Out of sight, out of mind. He wasn’t a drug lord anymore. He’d been dethroned, pitched from his status in Black Harbor’s underworld. The man who sat on the other side of the glass partition from him was nothing more than a lowly drug dealer.

Hudson sighed into the plastic receiver. The phone smelled like cheap perfume. He wasn’t obligated to help Tobias, who had committed his life to terrorizing him. But, he didn’t have it in him to not help him.

When Muntz gave Kasper the address last night—corroborating one of the three places they’d been looking into—police had moved quickly. Kole wrote the warrant while Kasper called Wesson PD’s SWAT team to dress and assemble. And Hudson had been powerless to stop any of it.

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