Crisscross: A Repairman Jack Novel by F. Paul Wilson

Author:F. Paul Wilson
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Mystery & Detective - General, Detective, Cults, Ghost stories, Mystery & Detective, Mystery, Fiction - Mystery, Hard-Boiled, Fiction, Repairman Jack (Fictitious character), Suspense fiction, Mystery & Detective - Hard-Boiled, Nuns, Missing persons, Thrillers, Suspense, General, Queens (New York, Extortion, N.Y.)
ISBN: 9780765346063
Publisher: Macmillan
Published: 2006-05-30T09:45:18.024000+00:00

15

Jamie had been praying that the man in the cabin was Blascoe, revving her interview motor for when she finally faced him. Now she wasn’t so sure she wanted to hear what he had to say.

Jack slowed the car to a crawl along the rutted country road.

“Where did you park when you went up to the house that first time?”

“Somewhere along here, I think. I’d know better if you had the headlights on.”

“Just playing it safe.”

Out of necessity he’d kept the parking lights on. If there’d been a moon out, or even stars, he could have turned off everything. But the sky had put up a low roof of clouds, leaving the woods around them as dark as Kurtz’s heart.

“Why don’t we just turn and roll up the driveway?” She sounded impatient.

“Like you said before, we don’t know what kind of security they’ve got here.”

“Right, and I’d rather be inside a car when we find out. And I do not feel like pushing my way through two or three hundred yards of woods again.”

“We’ll compromise. We’ll hide the car down here and walk up the driveway.”

“How about you walk up the driveway and signal me when it’s all clear.”

“I don’t mind going up there alone,” he told her. “But you can forget about the all-clear signal. I’ll talk to him myself and tell you what he said.”

“Like hell you will!”

Jack smiled in the dark. He’d been pretty sure that would get to her.

He stashed the Crown Vic behind a stand of bushes. If it were earlier in the year, they’d be in full leaf. Now their bare branches didn’t give much cover. A casual passerby probably wouldn’t notice, but anyone on the lookout for a car couldn’t miss it.

As they stepped out it began to rain. Nothing serious, little more than a light drizzle, but it made the chill night chillier.

They walked up a long driveway that was little more than two dusty ruts—steadily turning to muddy ruts—divided by a grassy hump. Jack took the lead, with Jamie staying close behind.

He was beginning to think that maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. He could scope out the security setup—if there was one—better in daylight. Right now he felt as if he were flying blind. But he couldn’t turn back. He was here and if the guy in the house was Cooper Blascoe, Jack was going to learn the connection between the designs on Anya’s skin and Brady’s globe. Tonight.

“So far, so good, right?” Jamie said.

“We could be walking past infrared sensors, motion detectors, you name it, and we wouldn’t know.”

“Let’s go back.”

Jack kept moving. “On the plus side, we’re in the middle of nowhere. If we set off anything, it’ll take time to get here. We do a quick in and out.”

“But if it’s Blascoe, it’s going to take some time to get what we want out of him.”

“We’ll talk fast. Or take him with us.”

Lighted windows from a typical woodland A-frame shone between the trees, and still no sound of an alarm, no blaze of light from security spots.

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