Prey #10 - Certain Prey by John Sandford

Author:John Sandford [Sandford, John]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780425174272
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Amazon: 0425174271
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Goodreads: 37302
Publisher: Berkley
Published: 1999-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

RINKER HAD a room on the seventh floor. Inside, Rinker opened the mini-bar, took out two cans of Special Export. “I got glasses,” she said.

“Can’s fine,” Carmel said, popping the top. “I really didn’t expect you to come all the way back from . . . wherever. I just wanted to talk.”

“Yeah, well, I got a little problem of my own,” Rinker said. She sat on the bed and Carmel pulled the chair out from the tiny desk and sat down. “The day before you called me, I got another call, at the answering service. A guy who was supposedly trying to get in touch with Tennex. But when the receptionist asked if he wanted to leave a message, he said no. Then, two days later, the cops showed up. That’s all I know—cops were asking questions. I don’t have any easy way to find out more.”

“Huh.” Carmel thought about it for a minute, then took a cell phone out of her purse, and her address book. She checked a number, as Rinker watched, and punched it in. “Calling my guy,” Carmel said to Rinker. Then, into the phone: “This is Carmel. Anything else happen?” She listened for a moment, then said, “I stopped by to see Davenport a couple of times. He’s never in . . . Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Well, I’ll probably stop and see him tomorrow, then. Okay. And listen, I’ll send along another envelope. Keep your eyes and ears open; this thing is starting to scare me. I’m afraid they’re setting me up on something. Uh-huh. Well, you know Davenport. Uh-huh. Talk to you tomorrow.”

“What’d he say?” Rinker asked.

“He said Davenport was out of town, and the rumor was, he was at the FBI headquarters. In Washington.”

“Shit.” Rinker said it sharply, expelling breath. “What’s going on? They’re onto you and me? How could that happen?”

“I called you once from my apartment,” Carmel said. “This last time, I called from a pay phone, but I did call Tennex that one time, the first time, about Rolo, from my apartment. If they’re looking at my long-distance billing, if they’re checking everything . . .”

“Even if they were, how did they pick out Tennex? It’s a goddamn messenger service.”

“Maybe they picked on it because they couldn’t find anything behind it. Maybe just luck. What does Tennex mean? Would that mean something to somebody?”

“No. When we were setting this up, we were talking in the kitchen of this guy’s restaurant down in St. Louis, and we were wondering what to call the company, and I saw this name on this air filter thing he had there. Tennex. It sounded like something, so I said, ‘How about Tennex?’ ”

“So that’s not it.”

“I don’t see how,” Rinker said.

“All right. So we’ve got to do some prospecting.”

“Very carefully.”

“Very. And there’s something else,” Carmel said. “If it looks like I’m in trouble, why wouldn’t you just shoot me and walk away? I mean, that’s something we ought to talk about.”

“Well, I sorta think of you like .

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