Wiped Out in Wimbledon by Samantha Silver

Author:Samantha Silver [Silver, Samantha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blueberry Books Press

Chapter 10

Five minutes later, the two of us had made our plan and were ready to go. I was dressed in black, my hair mostly tucked under a baseball cap. I had the car keys in my pocket.

Jake was dressed like he was heading for a night out at the pub. The two of us left together, but when Jake actually went out onto the street, I stayed crouched in the entrance to our basement suite, waiting to hear Jake’s voice.

It came drifting over to me a minute later.

“Is that… oh, hi, mate. DCI Johnson, was it? Emmett? Yeah, Jake here. Nice to see you again. I had no idea you lived in the neighborhood.”

Perfect. As Jake struck up a conversation with my mark, I scurried down to his car as fast as I could. Luckily, he drove a ten-year-old Corolla that didn’t have any of those fancy features like lights that turned on automatically when you got close to it. As soon as I reached the car, I went to the driver’s side and got in.

We had decided the best way to go about things was to stake out DCI Johnson back. After all, he might notice if I drove the car past him. So I sat in the car and waited, grateful that this was happening in June and not January.

Luckily, it didn’t take long for him to get on the move. I spotted Jake heading back to our suite. He didn’t so much as glance at the car on his way back, which I was grateful for. About two, maybe three minutes later, I heard the rumble of an engine coming to life, and I ducked low in the car. Headlights filled the interior as a vehicle passed by. After it moved past me, I turned to check it out; the detective was leaving.

Jake seeing him parked on our street must have spooked him. Perfect.

I turned on the car and made a U-turn, pulling out onto the road and following the detective. I gripped the wheel hard as my heart pounded. I didn’t know where he was going. Didn’t know why he had been watching Violet’s place. But there was no way I was letting him go without finding out.

I kept my distance, staying back as far as I could without losing him completely. Luckily, he was headed for Kensington Road, which was jam-packed with traffic at the best of times, making it much easier for me to stay on his tail without being noticed.

DCI Johnson headed east, eventually parking on a street a few blocks away from St. Paul’s Cathedral. In the interest of not generating too much suspicion, I continued past him then made a U-turn two intersections later.

I drove past the spot to find the detective entering a busy pub, and I made a mental note of the name. Parking my car a block away, I walked back toward it, cursing the fact that I hadn’t worn a better disguise.

The pub was very traditionally

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