Corruption in the Keys by Matthew Rief

Author:Matthew Rief [Rief, Matthew]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-30T04:00:00+00:00

SIXTEEN

We peeled out onto Shrimp Road, heading north back toward the center of the island. A handful of marina workers spotted us and I knew that it was only a matter of time before the place was flooded with ambulances and police cars.

Ange blasted the AC as I reached into my pocket and grabbed my phone. Rashad went nuts again, trying to get me not to use it, saying that they’d be able to track it. He tried to snatch it from me with his right hand, but I caught his wrist and twisted.

“I’ll break your wrist if you try and grab it one more time,” I said.

I was pretty fired up still from the chase and confrontation. With my blood pumping abnormally and my adrenaline going, I could snap his frail bone like it was nothing.

“They’ll find us again,” he said.

“Apparently they’ll find us regardless.”

About a quarter mile north on Shrimp Road, I heard sirens in the distance and pulled into a softball field parking lot. I pulled up behind a dumpster that hid us from the main road and shifted to neutral. Once my phone came on, I set it on my lap, turned around and aimed my Sig right at Rashad’s chest.

“If I find out that you led them to us, I’ll riddle you to pieces,” I said.

“I didn’t do anything!” he fired back. “I’m not working with those guys, Logan. We’re on the same side here, and the sooner you two realize that, the better chance we’ll have at bringing these guys down.”

I stared at him for a moment, searching for the truth in his eyes.

“Our phones were off,” I said. “So if you didn’t give away our position somehow, how in the hell did they…?”

I trailed off, my mind replaying the events from early that morning.

“Shit,” I said and glanced over at Ange. She looked back at me questioningly. “Hoodie Guy.”

Her eyes grew big, then she nodded and looked forward. “Damn.”

We both opened our doors simultaneously, dropped down, and searched the undercarriage of my truck from front to back.

Rashad rolled down his window and poked his head out.

“Hoodie Guy?” he asked.

Neither of us answered him. We spent a few minutes searching but found nothing out of the ordinary. Looking over my truck, I was able to see the extent of the beating I’d just put it through. The paint was scratched up to hell and there were branches caught in just about every nook and cranny. I pulled a few of them loose, then met Ange beside the smooshed-in tailgate.

“We gotta have someone look it over,” I said.

She nodded. We both knew just the guy to go to. We hopped back inside, slammed the doors, and cruised back onto Shrimp Road. On the ride over, I called Charles and gave him a quick rundown of what had happened on Cow Key. We kept a sharp eye out for any more bad guys, and after just a few minutes of driving, we reached our destination. After hanging up, I turned my phone off again just in case.

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