Misery Loves Company by Rene Gutteridge

Author:Rene Gutteridge [Gutteridge, Rene]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: FICTION / Christian / Suspense, Suspense
ISBN: 9781414386157
Publisher: Tyndale
Published: 2013-07-22T04:00:00+00:00

AFTER MOVING SEVERAL MORE BOXES, Chris managed to get a good look at the piece of hull leaned up against the wall. It was dirty white, with the hull number embedded in the fiberglass. Sitting right below the fragment was a cardboard file box, unlabeled, the lid slightly askew. Crouching, Chris took the lid off and peered inside. There seemed to be files and photographs, but the light in the back of the garage wasn’t bright enough for him to get a good look. He picked up the box and went inside the house. At the kitchen table, he got a better look at what was inside.

Files. Lots of them. Copied. Photographs of boats and, more specifically, their hulls, where the numbers were embedded the same way as on the piece in the garage.

Chris quickly flipped through the files. They held police documents on stolen boats in the area. “What is this? Hey, Jim—”

The Lt. Colonel mumbled something and snorted, then returned to unconsciousness.

Chris walked to the couch and shook the man’s shoulder until he aroused. “Jim, wake up. I need to ask you something.”

The Lt. Colonel’s eyes slowly pried open, and he raised his arm to shield them like there was some grand light showering him. “What is it?” he mumbled.

“Sir, I need to ask you something.”

“Stop shouting.”

“I’m not shouting. Are you awake?”

He sat up a little, his eyes widening. “You find something about Juliet?”

“No. But . . . I found something.”

“What is it?”

“Do you know if Jason ever said anything to you about stolen boats?”

“Boats?”

“Yes. Did he ever mention anything about stolen boats to you?”

He wiped a dribble of slobber off his mouth. “I don’t recall anything about boats.”

“Think hard. Maybe in casual conversation?”

The Lt. Colonel’s face turned red. “I said no! I don’t remember anything! What’s this about?”

Chris walked away from him. “It doesn’t matter.”

The Lt. Colonel stood, swayed, and almost tipped over. “Is it going to help us find Juliet?”

“No. Never mind. It’s nothing.” Chris closed the box, picked it up, and went to the door.

“Where are you going?”

“Home.”

“What about Juliet?”

Chris opened the door and stepped out, balancing the box with one arm. “Sir, you need to get yourself out of this . . . cycle you’re in. If we’re going to find her, I need your help. You can’t do it like this.”

He waved a hand at Chris. “What good is an old man like me going to do you?”

“I don’t know yet, but you need to be on standby.” Chris walked to his truck and checked the time. He had to get into work. He’d have to look at the files later.

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