Quarterback Trap (Carlos McCrary PI, Book 3) by Dallas Gorham

Author:Dallas Gorham [Gorham, Dallas]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ePublishing Works!

TEN

By 5:30 in the afternoon, the skyscrapers in downtown Port City cast long shadows across the marina. Snoop and I ran the pre-cruise checklist on the Gator Raider Too. Under different circumstances, it would have been a beautiful day to appreciate the sunset. I stopped stowing gear for a moment. “Did you call Janet, Snoop?”

His voice came from the cabin. “Yeah. I told her I’d be on stakeout all night.”

“You didn’t tell Janet this is a rescue mission? I would have bet she wouldn’t be okay with that.”

Snoop carried two bottles of Diet Dr. Pepper from the cabin and handed me one. “That’s why I didn’t tell her.”

“You’ve been married for what, twenty-five years?”

“Twenty-seven.”

“You have two daughters.”

“Yeah. One in college and one in high school.”

“Janet made you retire from the cops because she was worried you’d get shot and not be there for your kids.”

“Among other reasons, yeah. So?”

“The odds are fairly high that you could get shot tonight if things go south.”

“We won’t let them go south.”

“I wish I was as confident as you.”

Snoop sat in the passenger chair and opened his soda. “It’s a good plan. I should know; I helped you plan it.”

I took the pilot’s chair and opened my own soda. “If the plan’s so damned good, why didn’t you tell Janet what we were going to do?”

He smirked. “I don’t worry her with details.”

“How will she feel if she has to come identify your body at the Miami-Dade morgue?”

Snoop reached across the walkway and squeezed my shoulder. “Chuck, just because I’m not a cop anymore doesn’t mean I feel any different about right and wrong. I want to make the world a better place, just like you.” He took a drink and set his can in the drink holder.

“Yeah, but I don’t have any dependents. There’s no one who counts on me.”

“How about Clint?”

Clint Watkins was my informal foster son, more like a younger brother. I’d found him on the street as a homeless teenage dropout. He had been a witness in a case I handled. I took a liking to him and, since he had no other family to speak of, I decided to send him through a private high school. “I’ve already spoken to my grandparents. They’ll take care of him if it comes to that. You’re changing the subject. Janet and the girls depend on you.”

“I have a pot full of life insurance, and the girls are almost grown. Janet would be a rich widow.”

“Janet and the girls will find that cold comfort if you’re dead.”

“Yeah, and they’ll be plenty mad at you too if I get myself killed.” He took another drink.

“For all we know, Snoop, Gracie could’ve been the one who thought this whole thing up.”

“If I didn’t know better, bud, I’d think you wanted to talk me out of this.”

I ignored his comment. “And Bob isn’t blameless in this.” I chugged more Diet Dr. Pepper.

“Nope, betting on his own team proves that he ain’t the sharpest knife in the drawer.

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