Jim Grant Short Stories #1 by Colin Campbell

Author:Colin Campbell
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Jim Grant, Chasing Tail, Granted, bounty, cop
Publisher: Llewellyn Worldwide, LTD.
Published: 2014-09-11T00:00:00+00:00

The following excerpt is from

jamaica plain

The first Resurrection Man

novel by Colin Campbell.

one

The first thing Jim Grant did when he landed in Boston was buy a map. The second thing was get laid. The third was almost get himself killed interviewing a prisoner who was into something far bigger than what the detective came to interview him about.

Detective. That sounded good, but Grant knew it was only a temporary assignment while his inspector cleaned up the mess he’d left behind in Yorkshire. He was still just a plain old constable: PC 367 Grant. Maybe while he was visiting the US he should think of himself as a cop. Then again, maybe not. That would be going a bit too Hollywood.

First things first. If he were going to find his way around Boston, he’d need a map. Ignoring the other passengers collecting their wheeled cases from the luggage carousel, Grant hefted the battered leather holdall in one hand and went in search of the concession stands. That was his first mistake. Three thousand miles from home, and trouble still managed to find him straightaway.

Logan International was bigger than Manchester Airport, but the basics were the same. Wide open spaces, big windows looking out onto the runways, and dozens of preformed waiting-room chairs in rows of four with a low table in between, all connected so if one person sat down, all four seats bounced. Grant had lost count of how many cups of coffee he’d spilled because some heavyweight couldn’t lower himself into his seat.

The place smelled of plastic and canned air.

There were fewer seats in the arrivals lounge than in departures. Fewer people wanted to sit down after spending a long flight cramped in a seat with no legroom and someone in front leaning back so that what little room you did have was crushed against your knees. At least that was Grant’s experience of international travel. At six feet four he’d have troubling stretching out in first class. West Yorkshire Police hadn’t paid for first class. Prisoner extradition might have warranted the expense. Getting your bad egg out of the way meant the cheapest seat available and forget the legroom.

Logan had one other thing in common with Manchester. Airports attracted criminals like flies around shit. For some reason, Grant was the embodiment of human flypaper. He wasn’t looking, but his eyes couldn’t help roving. It was a reflex action. Any room he entered, the first thing he’d do was scan the crowd, quickly followed by a check of the exits and any mirrors that could be used for extra viewing. He never sat anywhere he couldn’t see behind him. He never stood anywhere he couldn’t get out of fast if trouble started.

This wasn’t trouble. It was two kids dipping pockets and doing it very well.

Distraction was the main technique for most crimes apart from blatant armed robbery. Thieves didn’t want to get caught, so it was better if nobody saw what they were stealing. Burglars usually broke in at night.

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