The David Raker Collection Books 1-3 by Tim Weaver

Author:Tim Weaver [Weaver, Tim]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Mystery, Thriller & Suspense, Mystery; Thriller & Suspense
ISBN: 9781405917315
Amazon: B00FFA0F4Q
Publisher: Penguin
Published: 2013-09-25T12:00:00+00:00

PART FOUR

51

By six o’clock it was getting dark and we were sitting in the shadows of an alley opposite the warehouse. In the office, framed in the glass panel of the door, we could see Luke Drayton still behind the counter, writing something. The warehouse itself was closed up now, the huge delivery doors pulled shut and padlocked.

‘How big was the trapdoor?’ Healy asked.

I shrugged, keeping my eyes on Drayton. ‘Difficult to tell. Most of it was covered by boxes. It looked like a circular manhole cover. No bigger than two and a half feet across.’

We fell into silence again. Ten minutes passed. Twenty. Thirty. At six-forty, Drayton was still at the counter, writing. He had a calculator on one side of him now.

‘Maybe he lives down the hole,’ Healy said.

I smiled. Occasionally I’d look at Healy and see a brief glimpse of the man he once was. A different person, not built on revenge and regret, but on better qualities; on compassion and humour. I liked that Healy, and I wondered how long it would take him to reclaim that side of himself – and if he ever would.

A couple of minutes later, Healy’s phone started ringing, buzzing across the dashboard towards him. He picked it up and looked at the display.

‘Bollocks.’

‘What?’

He didn’t answer and flipped it open. ‘Healy.’

Even with the rain, I could immediately hear the voice on the other end. ‘Healy, it’s Phillips. Where are you?’

‘I’ve got the day off.’

‘It’s not marked on the board.’

‘I told Moira.’

‘It’s not marked on the board,’ Phillips said again.

‘So I’ll mark it up tomorrow.’

A pause. Healy glanced at me.

‘You got any idea where David Raker is?’ Phillips asked.

‘Who?’

‘David Raker.’

Healy paused again, looked out through the windscreen to where Drayton was still in the same position at the counter.

‘Raker?’ he said. ‘He’s the guy you brought in, right?’

‘Right.’

‘Why would I know where he is?’

‘Davidson says he found you and Raker alone yesterday.’

‘So?’

‘So why were you alone with him?’

‘Because Davidson had left him, and I didn’t think it would look good if one of our best leads in the Carver case wandered out of the station, never to be seen again.’

‘You don’t have any cases of your own?’ Phillips asked.

‘Listen –’

‘No, you listen,’ Phillips fired back. ‘I don’t know what the hell you think you’re doing, but whatever it is it’s against the law, understand?’

Healy didn’t respond.

‘You know, there’s a reason you’re not part of this task force, or any other task force for that matter. And it’s because you can’t be trusted. You’re a liar, Healy.’

‘What did you say?’

‘You heard what I said. We tried getting hold of Raker and his mobile’s off. Been off all day. We went round to his house, and it looks like a mausoleum. So we go round to your place because, you know, it’s supposed to be your day off – and guess what?’

‘I’m out with my wife.’

‘Bullshit, Healy. I know you’re with Raker.’

‘I’m out with my wife.’

‘Raker’s playing you. He’s playing everyone. He sent us

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