Chasing Shadows by Jason Richards

Author:Jason Richards
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: thriller books, suspense books, new thrillers, new mystery books, crime thriller, private detective, private investigator stories, Boston private investigator, hard-boiled detective, mystery hard-boiled detective, mystery private investigator, mystery traditional detective, crime fiction
Publisher: Whodunit Publishing
Published: 2018-10-10T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 19

THE FISH FIELD HOUSE is Boston College's state-of-the-art indoor practice facility adjacent to Alumni Stadium and Conte Forum on the Chestnut Hill campus. I'd attended football games at Alumni Stadium and hockey games at Conte Forum, but I didn't have any connections to get inside the new 115,000 square-foot building to watch the BC Eagles football practice. Instead, I sat on a bench taking in the cool fall day and enjoying a selection of Munchkins donut holes and a dark roast coffee.

A freshly showered Aaron Hurley made his way out of the field house with several other members of the BC football team. I got up from the bench and tossed my empty donut bag and coffee cup into a nearby trash can.

“Aaron Hurley,” I called out.

“Who’s asking?” Aaron said as he looked in my direction.

“Your guardian angel,” I said as I stepped closer.

The gaggle of football players stopped and gave me their best tough guys look. I had no doubt they were pretty tough. Certainly strong and very athletic. But there are different kinds of tough. And I wasn't there to cause any trouble. A good thing for them.

“What?” Aaron said.

“My name is Drew Patrick. I'm a private investigator.”

“For real?” one of the football players said. “Like Magnum, P.I.?”

I wasn't sure if he was referring to the original Magnum, P.I. with Tom Selleck or the new Magnum, P.I. with Jay Hernandez. Probably the reboot, but I didn't bother to ask for clarification.

“For real,” I said. “But nothing like Magnum P.I. That's a television show.”

The kid looked mildly disappointed.

“So what do you want with me?” Aaron said.

“I'd just like to ask you a few questions.”

“You working on a case or something?” Aaron said.

“Or something,” I said.

“So what's it got to do with me?” Aaron said.

“I'm not sure. It's why I'd like to ask you some questions.”

“If you're looking for trouble,” one of the other players said.

“I'm never looking for trouble,” I said. “Sometimes it does find me in my line of work.”

“We could be trouble if you're looking to mess with Aaron,” a third player chimed in.

They were doing their best to intimidate me. It wasn't working.

“I'm sure you can stir up trouble, but this won't be one of those times,” I said. “If you're smart. Which, being college guys and all, I'm sure you are.”

“You some kind of wise-ass?” Aaron said as he stepped from the group and got up in my face.

“Ever heard of personal space?” I said.

Aaron looked into my eyes and considered his options. It didn't take him long to realize there wasn't much to be gained by taking a poke at me. He stepped back.

“You're not worth my time,” Aaron said to save face in front of his teammates. I let him have that one. It really was no skin off my nose.

“So what's your question?” Aaron said.

“They use AstroTurf in there?” I said as I tilted my head toward Fish Field House.

“You are a wise-ass,” Aaron said.

“I am. And I already know they use AstroTurf from an article in the Globe.

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