Through the Ashes by Jack Lawrence

Author:Jack Lawrence [Lawrence, Jack]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Philip Hines
Published: 2024-07-09T17:41:44+00:00

Chapter 24

They left early the next morning, while the cover of darkness still shielded them from the potential of anyone seeing Ethan’s truck driving down the road. John had offered repeatedly to drive, but Ethan was concerned if Mark or Gus went looking around, they might find his truck parked behind the empty cabin. He was already on edge enough knowing that Vargas was probably watching as they packed up the truck at 5 a.m. before pulling through the inch of snow that had fallen just after midnight. The tracks would tell someone they left. To counter that, he moved two cameras to angle the house from the front as well as the rear.

The drive back to Indianapolis would take nearly three hours. By then, the world would be moving. Ethan argued they should’ve left at 3 a.m. so they could make some stops while the world slept. With fewer people being awake, there would be fewer people to see them, which was ideal considering Ethan didn’t know how many others Vargas may have helping him.

Ethan took a razor to his face for the first time in weeks, leaving his face uncomfortably smooth. It itched, it made him look too young, but it also made him look like he did a year ago. How people in Indianapolis would recognize him. Ethan even took the trimmers to his head, cutting his hair just short enough to not look straggly. It gave his hair uniformity, but it also hid under his cap without spewing out untamed.

John slept most of the drive, which Ethan didn’t mind. He liked the silence. The original plan had been to park on Wabash Street, which sat somewhere in the middle of the Prosecutor’s Office and the City/County Building. Ethan wasn’t comfortable going into either building. He knew he would waste too much time catching up, explaining to everyone where he had been, why he gave up practicing law, and have to deal with obligatory condolences from people who’d already sent cards as well as those who never got the chance. Instead, he decided to wait on Wabash, where he knew Grant Thompson would pass by on his way to or from court.

Grant was a big-city personality trapped in a mid-size market. He kept his role in the prosecutor’s office to keep his conscious clear. Grant’s tastes were expensive, and while the public sector paid better in law than it did in other arenas, it wasn’t enough to fund his expensive style. He bought Armani and Hugo Boss suits second-hand that were two or three seasons out of date. Grant drove a six-year-old BMW that another lawyer had sold him when they upgraded to a Tesla. He dyed his hair dark, did facial exercises, and started each day with 100 pushups. He looked like the sane version of Christian Bale in American Psycho—if he had played a lawyer.

Ethan didn’t know Grant’s schedule for the day, but he knew most courts took lunch around noon, and the office did the same.

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