Clint Wolf Series Boxed Set 3 by B J Bourg

Author:B J Bourg [Bourg, B J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Death Shadow Press, LLC
Published: 2019-10-29T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 27

A single bright ray of sunlight had found a slender crack in the drapes and was harassing the outsides of my eyelids. I grunted and turned onto my side, reached for Susan. She was gone. I lurched up and glanced wildly about. I knew it was Thursday, but what time was it? I stretched toward the nightstand and grabbed my phone. My eyes were blurry and it took a few seconds for the digits to come into view. Eight o’clock.

“Shit!” I kicked off the covers and hurried into my clothes. While it had been nice to get a few hours of sleep, I had a lot to do, and the day wasn’t going to wait on me to get my ass in gear.

I was jogging down the stairs when my phone rang. Without looking, I put it to my ear. “This is Clint.”

“Detective Wolf, this is Bill—Bill Welch. I got your call when we arrived back onshore this morning. What can I do for you?”

I stopped in mid step. “Mr. Welch, hi, how are you? I needed to talk to you about something.”

“Shoot. The day is long and I’ve got nothing but time.”

I hesitated. I didn’t like doing interviews over the phone. I wouldn’t be able to measure his eyes, couldn’t study his body language. What if he was involved in the murders? Sure, I could get a confession over the phone almost as easily as in person, but I didn’t like it. I also wanted to record the conversation, but I couldn’t at the moment. I usually used the speaker feature on my desk phone to record telephone conversations onto a digital recorder. Susan had told me there was a way to record conversations on my smart phone, but I hadn’t taken the time to figure it out. I guess my smart phone was smarter than me.

“Detective, are you still there? Hello?”

Oh, well, here goes nothing, I thought, hoping he wouldn’t say something crucial to the case. While my word had always been deemed credible in court, I always liked to have supporting evidence for everything I said or did.

“Yes, I’m still here. I went looking for you at the pawn shop and they said you had retired,” I said smoothly, trying to build a rapport with the man. “Congratulations.”

“Thank you. It’s nice to sleep until my body wants to wake up and it’s a dream to go fishing every day.”

“What made you decide to retire when you did? I know I’m still too young to think about retirement, but I’ve always wondered how I’d know when the time was right.”

“Oh, you’ll know,” he assured me. “You’ll know.”

I continued making small talk for a few minutes, then got down to business. “The reason I’m calling,” I said, deciding to gamble a little, “was because I’ve received information that you purchased a gold coin from Carl Duval. I believe it was around the nineteenth of December.”

There was a long pause, where I could hear him breathing heavily. Finally, in a cautious voice, he said, “I don’t typically discuss my business transactions with others.

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