Cutting Edge by Robert W. Walker

Author:Robert W. Walker [Walker, Robert W.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Bought Efling, suspense
Published: 2010-04-18T05:00:00+00:00

The clean two-and three-centimeter holes in the windshield looked like large, oversized bullet holes, and they told the whole story. Even safety glass, designed to hold in place like a shaky spider web, was no match for the crossbow arrow when the arrow was traveling at something upwards at 115 miles per hour and the car at seventy, and given the impact that must have occurred. What car manufacturer's test involved steel-shafted arrows at such speeds? If Little was traveling at sixty-five miles an hour, and two arrows :came careening through his front windshield, he was headed :or disaster even had they missed his vital organs.

Lucas's high whistle filled the impound yard where he stood, staring at the damage. 'The crossbow had to be light-powered with a scope to make this kind of hit, and it'd be pulling upwards of two or three hundred pounds, depending on the distance the sharpshooter took. Maybe the killer did come up close on the vehicle.”

“Then perhaps the sheriff was right, that some good of boys drove right up to the vehicle, and in a drunken state, someone fired.”

Lucas and Meredyth considered the possibilities as they looked over the Alamo rental, a once beautiful 1995 Olds Cutlass, midnight-blue with ocean-blue interior now stained with an ugly brown-purple, the sort of hue you got by mixing all the Easter egg colors together, Meredyth thought.

Lucas thought the bloodstains looked like bear paw tracks in the mud.

The passenger-side seat was untouched, but the driver's seat was ripped and bloody, and here one of the two arrows remained embedded in the cushion.

“What do you make of this?” she asked Lucas.

“The man was hit by two arrows.”

“No, only one in his body out on the hood where we found it,” said the deputy. “Damnedest sight I ever seen.”

“The second arrow had to've hit him, too,” countered Lucas.

“How can you tell?” she asked.

“At the speed this second arrow was traveling—to cleanly slide through the glass”—Lucas's partitioned mind thought how carmakers would now have to design tests to ward off crossbow attacks—”this cushion wouldn't be enough to stop its progression into the backseat,” he explained as he climbed about the interior, pointing. “So, it had to be intercepted by something far more substantial than the cushion, most probably Mr. Little's arm, from the look of these blood spatters. See how they fan out in rays in this direction. There on the passenger-side panel and window as well.”

Meredyth shook her head in disbelief and confusion. “But if he was traveling at seventy miles an hour when the damned arrow hit, how could the killer have placed a second one into his heart with the car careening all over the road?”

Stonecoat looked her in the eye. “There were two arrows, fired simultaneously. Now, unless the bowman was using a double crossbow...”

'Two assassins?” She nodded. “My God.”

'There had to be two bows fired at the same instant, and that meant two sharpshooters, two assassins at minimum.” It made them each rethink the Mootry killing

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