Discord: Modern Knights, #4 by Joshua Bader

Discord: Modern Knights, #4 by Joshua Bader

Author:Joshua Bader
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781648982453
Publisher: City Owl Press


CHAPTER THIRTY

Four of Cups

TWO YEARS B.B.G.

As I talked to the police detective on the other end, I tried to quickly clean myself up enough that I could risk leaving the bathroom and getting my bag without security detaining me. “Glad to hear from you again so soon, Detective Carr.”

“I got the file you asked about. What do you want to know?’

I scrubbed at the blood on my hands, phone cradled between my ear and shoulder. “Where did they pick her up?”

“Across the street from the old mall.”

Drying them on a paper towel, I hurried like hell before someone else could come in here. The body was gone, but it still looked like a murder scene. “Was she with anyone or alone?”

“Alone. But uniform thought she might be soliciting, so he stopped her. Nothing out of the ordinary, but she had paraphernalia and a little bit of residue.”

I rushed back to my table, grateful to see my Hot Topic bag was still there. I scooped it up and kept walking towards the bathrooms on the other side of the food court. “What did she give as an address?”

“The report said her ID was for an apartment complex on Douglas, but she was on foot, and said she was living in the neighborhood.”

I nodded. Would Lily’s grandmother take Rebecca in? Maybe she was crashing at their place, but I doubted grandma, bless her Lutheran soul, would let drugs in the house. “Why did they cut her loose?”

“They didn’t. Took her downtown and booked her. She briefly stayed a few floors below you. Somebody named Malachi Johnson paid her bail a few days later. He gave a Georgia address, but paid cash in full, no bondsman needed. Neither of them has been seen since, and Rebecca has a warrant out for missing her court date on the drug charges.”

I grabbed a stall and quickly stripped out of my ripped shirt and into the emo pop girl shirt and bomber jacket. The pockets weren’t ideal, but I rearranged things for maximum accessibility to my gun and the letter opener-sized chaos blade. “Anything else on this Malachi guy?”

“Nothing in the system, at least. That just means no warrants or prior arrests, though.”

“If they thought she was soliciting, any chance he was her pimp?”

I hated to think of a former girlfriend and roommate as a drugged-out prostitute, but life was full of rough turns and hard knocks.

Daniel sighed. “I mean, maybe. Jacob, I don’t think she’s going to be easy to find. Warrant has been out for five months now, and the entire police force hasn’t seen her.”

I checked my revolver, making sure it was okay after the fight. I had to replay the fight in my mind and count my shots. I had fired twice, right? But my gun had three empty shells. Had someone else fired it while it was in evidence lockup or whatever warehouse the feds had rescued it from? “Alright, thanks for the information. I just have to keep plugging away at this as best I can.



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