Breaking Point by Frank Smith

Author:Frank Smith [Smith, Frank]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Suspense
Publisher: Severn House
Published: 2008-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

Seventeen

Upstairs, standing to one side of the window in the front bedroom, Gerry Fletcher eased the curtain aside just enough to watch the two detectives go to their car. But they didn’t get in immediately. Instead, they walked along to the entrance to the yard next door to the house, and one of them – the tall skinny one with the bruise on his face where he’d hit him – hoisted himself up to look over the wooden gate. He hung there for a moment, then dropped back and shook his head.

Looking for the bike, Gerry surmised. It was hidden well enough, but not if they came back with a warrant and really searched the place. He watched as the two men returned to the car and drove away, and was about to turn away when something familiar caught his eye. He squeezed his eyes shut and looked again.

There was no mistake.

He moved swiftly to the head of the stairs. ‘Bernie!’ he yelled. ‘I need your binoculars.’

Bernie appeared at the bottom of the stairs. ‘Never mind binoculars,’ he grated. ‘I want you out of here before they come back with a warrant.’

Fletcher almost leapt down the stairs to push Bernie aside. ‘Shirley?’ he bellowed. ‘I need binoculars. Where the hell are they?’

Shirley appeared from the kitchen. ‘What do you want them—’ she began, but was cut off by her brother.

‘For Christ’s sake, just get the bloody binoculars, Shirl. When I say I need them, I don’t mean next bloody week; I mean I need them now!’

‘No need to go on like that,’ said Shirley placidly. ‘You only have to ask. Now, where are they, Bernie? You had them last.’

‘Never mind the sodding binoculars,’ Bernie yelped. ‘He’s wanted for murder, for Christ’s sake, and I don’t want him in my house!’

‘I remember now, they’re in the sideboard,’ Shirley said. ‘Ah, yes, here they are, Gerald.’

‘For Christ’s sake, woman,’ Bernie bellowed, ‘didn’t you hear what I said? He’s wanted for murder! That was the police at the door.’

‘And you believed them?’ his wife said derisively. ‘They were just winding you up, hoping you’d let them in. But you know as well as I do that Gerry could never kill anyone. Now, could you, Gerry?’ she said turning to her brother.

‘’Course I couldn’t, Shirl,’ he snorted. ‘Now, just give me the bloody binoculars and shut up the both of you.’

Back upstairs, Fletcher adjusted the binoculars, parted the curtains just enough to allow him to see clearly, then stepped back to avoid being seen himself as he focussed on a car some distance away on the other side of the street. It was an older car and a familiar one, and someone was sitting in the driver’s seat. There was too much light on the windscreen to make out who was behind the wheel, but only one man drove a car like that.

He sat down on the bed. How the hell did they find out that he was here? How could they possibly know?

The answer, he told himself, was they didn’t know.

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