Red Sky At Night (Thorn Series #6) by Hall James W

Author:Hall, James W. [Hall, James W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-12-11T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 18

"You're drunk."

"Damn right," Thorn said. "You would be too."

"I guess I would be," Brad said. "Christ, I'm sorry, Thorn. What's happened to you, it's a terrible thing."

"Yeah, tell me about it."

They were sitting in the rooftop bar at the La Concha Hotel. Tallest building in downtown Key West, a three-sixty view of the island and surrounding waters. From up there you could keep tabs on the great wall of condos and hotels that had almost finished circling the island, the same wall of concrete that was moving mile by mile to ring the entire state, blocking the water from the riffraff. Soon, if they wanted to walk the beaches of their state, they'd damn well have to rent a two-hundred-dollar room for the privilege.

Thorn was nursing a tall frosted glass of seltzer water. Across the small round table, the man named Echeverria was munching the second of three cherries from his cherry Coke. Behind him the sunset was a major disappointment. Mostly grays, just a single horizontal band of red along the horizon, which was slowly dissolving into a purple splotch. A sunburned woman at the table next to them had given the sunset a C minus. She said she was going to ask for her money back. From whom? one of her table-mates asked. From God, she said. And there was a round of dizzy laughter.

"I just got off the cell phone with Doc Wilson," Brad said. "He told me what happened to you. Must've gone down right after I saw you the other day."

"That same night," Thorn said. "A prowler."

Echeverria had big hands, long thick fingers, nails chewed to the quick. His cheeks were spiderwebbed with tiny veins and his jowls had the loose and oily look of a man who had not been eating his vegetables. He seemed monumentally uninterested in Thorn, and his small eyes kept moving around the outdoor bar as if he were awaiting the arrival of a very hot date.

"When we saw you come out of the clinic in the wheelchair, I was stunned. So I called Wilson to find out what was going on."

"You saw me come out of the clinic."

"We have it under surveillance," growled Echeverria, his eyes following the hypnotic gait of one of the waitresses.

"What is this?" Thorn said.

"Maybe we should wait till he's sobered up." Echeverria sucked the last of the cherries off the stem, dropped the stem on the floor.

"We're in a bad situation here, Thorn."

"He's drunk, Brad. Guy can barely keep his chin off his chest."

Thorn turned his head and stared into Echeverria's eyes.

"I may be drunk," he said. "But I know who you are, asshole."

"What?"

"I know who you are and what you've been doing," Thorn said. "I just don't know why yet. But I will."

"What the fuck're you talking about, you wacko? I've never seen you before in my life."

"Thorn?" Brad reached across the table and gripped his arm. "Hey, what the hell is this?"

Thorn kept his hold on Echeverria's eyes until the big

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