Poker Face by Paty Jager

Author:Paty Jager
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Female sleuth, Native American Fiction, Disabled Veteran, Pacific Northwest Mystery, Casino Mystery
Publisher: Paty Jager
Published: 2021-07-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

They left the Pomroy residence and drove to the house Mattie and her cousin rented. The small dark compact car sat in front of the house. Forensics had left and a deputy stood watch over the place.

“Deputy.” Quinn flashed his badge and they walked over to the car.

“Forensics went over the car, too,” the deputy said.

“Thanks. We’re going to take a look anyway.” Quinn sat in the driver’s seat and started pushing and thumping on the inside of the car.

“Pop the trunk and the hood,” Dela said.

He pulled on the levers.

She leaned into the trunk pulling back carpet and looking for hiding spots. When she’d been over every inch of the trunk, she backed away and slammed the lid down.

Quinn had moved to the back seat, digging his hands in between the cushions and tapping the door panels.

Dela raised the hood. A faint sliding sound caught her attention. There was a slit between the two sheets of metal that made the hood. “Quinn.”

He appeared beside her.

“There’s something in the hood.” She put it down and raised the hood, again. This time there wasn’t a sound. “It must be sitting down there.” She pointed to the end of the hood nearest the windshield.

Quinn went over and talked to the deputy, then came back. “He’s going to call someone to come out here and take the hood apart.”

Dela’s stomach rumbled. It was getting close to seven. The lunch her mom had made had worn off.

“You want to take my vehicle and grab some burgers?” Quinn asked, holding the keys in his hand.

She didn’t like driving vehicles she didn’t know. Her prosthetic right foot was hard to regulate the pressure on the accelerator. She knew the right pressure in her car to not go too fast.

“I’ll wait.” Her stomach rumbled again.

“I get it. You don’t want to wreck a Federal vehicle. What do you want to eat?”

“A burger, fries, and iced tea, please.” She was glad he hadn’t pushed the point, but she hoped he hadn’t thought she was such a bad driver she didn’t want to take his vehicle.

“I’ll be back before the other guy gets here.”

As soon as Quinn pulled away, she opened the passenger door and sat in the car, with her feet and legs on the ground. She thought about moving to the back seat and pulling her body in to elevate her leg but decided that wasn’t a good idea. There would be no way she could get out of the car quickly.

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Quinn returned before the wrecking yard truck, but by only five minutes. Dela was chowing down on the burger when the wrecking truck pulled in front of the house. Quinn set his food down and walked over to talk to the man.

Dela took another large bite and wrapped the rest of the burger up, setting it on her seat in the SUV, and joined Quinn and the newcomer at the front of the compact car.

“You think there’s something in between the metal of the hood? And you want me to saw through?”

“Unless you have a better idea,” Quinn said.

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