Longhorn Law by Dave Daren

Author:Dave Daren [Daren, Dave]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-05-22T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

I froze as I stared at the folded sheet of lined paper shoved under the edge of the wiper blade and watched as it ever so faintly fluttered in the breeze. I didn’t reach out to grab it, but instead looked around the sea of cars in the parking lot.

I didn’t see anyone else outside at all, just plenty of empty cars and stretches of blisteringly hot asphalt. I turned my focus back to the note. Someone had to have slipped it there while I ran off to follow Torres, because I’d been sitting on my trunk the rest of the time I’d been outside, unless the note had been placed there while I’d gone inside.

Was someone watching me? The thought chilled me to my core, but, unfortunately, it didn’t surprise me. I suddenly didn’t feel safe standing out in the parking lot any longer. I leaned over to carefully unwedge the note from under the windshield wiper. The paper was practically cool to the touch. This clearly hadn’t been outside long.

I didn’t open it, not yet. Instead, I unlocked my car and slipped inside as I nervously gnawed at my lower lip. Once I was situated in my seat, I made sure to lock the door again.

I gave another cursory glance around me to my surroundings just to make sure someone hadn’t suddenly materialized before I carefully unfolded the note. I smoothed it with my palms against the flat of my steering wheel.

In large, neat print, was a single, shocking sentence.

KNOX ILLEGAL WASTE DROP TONIGHT @ 8 PM.

Below the sentence was an address that I didn’t recognize, but if I had to bet anything, I’d have put all my money on the fact the alleged dumpsite was upriver from Piney Crest. I felt all the hairs on the back of my neck stand up at attention. I read the note again, and then a third time as if I could have missed something in the meaning the first time.

I had a thousand unanswerable questions buzzing around my head at once as they all fought for a position at the forefront of my mind.

Who had written the note? Who had placed it under my windshield wiper? Why would someone leave this for me? Was someone watching me? Had someone been following me? Could this information be trusted? Was I in danger? Was it a trap?

I stared at the note so long I felt my vision go blurry. I took a quick picture of the note and nearly blinded myself with the flash of my camera. I didn’t have time to screw with the settings however, so I just dropped the phone back into my lap before I tucked the mysterious note into my glove compartment.

I looked around the parking lot one more time before I carefully navigated out of my spot. I felt like some sort of knock-off James Bond as I stared in my rearview mirror as if I would see someone pull out to follow me. I

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