Quick Read (Badger Thompson Book 3) by Bill Thesken

Author:Bill Thesken [Thesken, Bill]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Koloa Publishing, LLC
Published: 2020-08-17T16:00:00+00:00

20.

Connect the dots. That’s the game I was playing. Just like when you get the piece of paper with the random black dots all over the page, each one with a number, and you connect one to the other and soon you have a scene or a face. It’s easy. Only in this case at the present time I only had a couple of dots with no corresponding numbers to tell me how to connect them.

I needed more dots. And I needed to find Yuri Ambrov. Where was he? Who was he?

I wasn’t very concerned about the woman anymore. I’d track her car and find out where she was going next. If she found the tracker device, I could research her car license plate and find out where she lived.

Right now there was another fish to fry, I needed to track the guy she had the quick dinner with. He was tall and lean with slick black hair and a smooth grey suit. They walked together down the street, slowly, still chatting. When they got to her little blue convertible, she turned to him, he leaned over at the waist, graciously taking her hand, kissing it lightly, raising back up again, nodding smartly, and it seemed as if his heels clicked together as he did it.

He was a foreigner. Americans didn’t act like that way with women. Maybe he was French, or Russian. Whatever he was I suddenly didn’t like him. It was annoying seeing people act that way, the word pompous came to mind, or smarmy. Maybe it was sincere but it always came off as disingenuous. The kissing of a hand and clicking of the heels.

It was aristocratic, elite. Officer’s corps chic manipulation strategy.

But in a way maybe it was better than how some of the inner city blokes treated their women ordering them around while wearing wife beater undershirts. Still it irritated me for some reason.

I needed to find out who this guy was. He was my next lead.

She walked around the back bumper of her sports car, got into the driver’s side and sped off. Unless she had an on-board electronic detection device, she’d be easy to find.

I leaned against the cool brick wall in between the Watering Hole and the Chinese restaurant and pretended to look at my phone.

After the sports car sped off, the smooth foreigner looked down the sidewalk in both directions, I know that his sight lingered on me for a longer moment than necessary. He must have recognized me as the person hailed loudly as Duke in the restaurant. He might even be wondering what I was doing outside of the restaurant at that particular moment in time.

He stepped to the curb and hailed a cab, got hastily in the back passenger seat and sped away.

It was going to be a heck of a lot harder to track a cab in this city.

The cars parked on the side of the road hid the cab as it sped away. I hustled down

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