Deadly Webs Omnibus by Hunt James

Author:Hunt, James [Hunt, James]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: General Fiction
Published: 2017-03-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

The aftermath from the gunfight made the south side look more like a Middle Eastern warzone than a community in Seattle. People watched from the windows of their houses while pedestrians snapped pictures on their phones and streamed video to the web. The show of police force in the area was impressive, and officers scoured the area looking for the gang but found no one.

“Detective Grant.” An officer exited one of the alleys between the houses, the same one that had taken his statement on what happened. He was thorough, though his mechanical method of questioning was tedious. He held up the jacket and the laptop wrapped inside. “This what you were looking for?”

Grant sat in the back of a squad car, his legs hanging out the door and the sole of his boots grinding glass into the asphalt. He held a cup of coffee in his left hand that he hadn’t touched. He liked the warmth, but not the caffeine. Despite the fatigue, he was still wired from the gunfight. A light twitch in his right hand revealed his frazzled nerves.

“Yeah,” Grant said.

The officer unwrapped the jacket from the laptop and returned it to Grant. He held up the laptop. “What do you want me to do with this?”

“Get it to Sam Braddock over in Precinct Eighteen,” Grant answered, shaking the crud from his jacket. “Tell him it has to do with the website and that I need a summary of everything that’s on that computer.” He tapped the top of the screen. “There is also a note on there with some symbols. I don’t know what they represent, but they might be a password.”

Grant was thankful the young officer had a notepad out, jotting everything down. “Got it. Anything else?”

“Tell him to hurry,” Grant answered.

“Yes, sir.” The officer jogged off and disappeared into the clusters of policemen, paramedics, and from what it looked like, the FBI.

Mocks appeared with her own cup of coffee and leaned against the back of the van. “How you feeling?”

“I’ll be better once we find our kid,” Grant said, looking down at the coffee that had cooled significantly. He dumped the brown liquid onto the pavement just as Hickem and his agents arrived.

“What the hell was that, Grant?” Hickem asked but didn’t bother waiting for a response. “You realize that your little stunt will send these people underground? You may want to find these kids, but I want to bring down their organization, and God knows how much you fucked all of this up!” He pointed his large meaty finger right between Grant’s eyes.

“Did you get anything from the interrogations?” Grant asked.

Hickem’s stony expression reddened. “No.”

“And I don’t suspect that’ll change anytime soon,” Grant said, stepping out of the car and straightening his back, which gave a dull crack. “You’ve never gotten anything from interrogations of Web members, have you?”

“No,” Hickem answered.

“Then why the hell did you even agree to take us over there?” Mocks asked, her own face reddening now. “You almost

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