Those Who Dwell in Darkness by McHugh Steve

Author:McHugh, Steve
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Podium Publishing
Published: 2023-12-19T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

The three left Miles’s accommodation, taking the cars they’d arrived in, although Miles followed Amber until they arrived at the park. Miles and Amber thanked Doc Hammond and watched as she walked to the hospital.

Miles watched Amber as she opened the boot to her own car, removed a shotgun and black holdall, and returned to Miles’s BMW, opening the passenger door and rear passenger door to let Church switch to being on the rear seats.

“My car can stay here,” Amber said by way of explanation. “You do know we drive on the other side of the road here?”

Miles pretended to chuckle. “You are a witty detective,” he said sarcastically, getting into the driver’s seat.

“Hey, I just don’t want to get driven into oncoming traffic,” she said, sitting down and buckling up.

“How about thrown out of a moving vehicle?” Miles asked as they set off.

“You threatening a detective of the law?” Amber said. “That’s low.”

Miles laughed and looked back at Church, and stroked her behind the ear as she settled down. She almost immediately fell asleep behind Miles’s seat.

“So, to the emporium first?” Miles asked.

Amber gave directions and Miles was soon outside of a small shop just off the Main Street that ran through town. The neon sign was red, but otherwise it looked like every emporium that Miles had ever been to.

“I’ll go in and talk,” Amber said. “I figure an Arbiter might … spook people.”

“Please feel free,” Miles said, keeping the car heater on while Amber ran over to the emporium.

She appeared ten minutes later carrying a piece of paper and looking quite pleased with herself.

“Ta da,” she said as soon as she’d opened the car door, and passed Miles the paper.

“That’s a picture of Oliver,” Miles said. “CCTV is good in there. Little surprised they let you have this.”

“I suggested they either helped me or talked to an Arbiter,” Amber said.

“Well, it worked,” Miles said, staring at the picture, hoping to get something from it. Oliver was centre frame, wearing dark clothing and holding a white and red polystyrene box. “He’s holding a crate of blood.”

“He is,” Amber said, removing a second piece of paper from her pocket and passing it over to him.

Miles unfolded the small piece of paper, which had a series of numbers and letters on it like a serial number.

“This is the tracking number for the crate,” Amber said, using her phone’s map app to show somewhere outside of town, surrounded by forest.

“Oliver stole a newly delivered blood crate,” Miles surmised. “And all new blood crates have a tracking chip in them in case idiots steal them. I assume that spot on the map is where the chip was found.”

“The crate, but otherwise you would be correct,” Amber said. “Why would someone need a crate of blood?”

“It’s twenty-four pints,” Miles said. “It’s why they’re tracked. There’s no good reason to need that much blood. So he figured out it was tracked and dumped the crate.”

“So where is that?” Miles asked, pointing to Amber’s phone.

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