Revenge by Mark Young

Author:Mark Young [Young, Mark]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kindle Direct Publishing
Published: 2011-02-10T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 37

Palouse, Washington

Travis’ watch showed 10 p.m. as he drove down Main Street in Palouse. He made a left hand turn onto I Street, his house a few blocks up the hillside. As he drove into the driveway, he heard Sam barking from the backyard — sounds of a half-wild dog, used to running free all day through the national forest. The dog hated to be fenced in. His bark was a canine’s way of scolding Travis for abandoning him.

Travis knew how Sam felt.

He carried a large cardboard box inside, filled with information Ares dumped on him at the last meeting, and set it on the kitchen table. He continued on through the house until he got to the back door. He unlocked it and the door slammed open as Sam bounded in, the dog’s tail signaling forgiveness.

He opened a can of dog food, dumping its contents on a bed of dried kibble. As the dog chomped down dinner, Travis sat down at the kitchen table and began sorting through the files. He tried to concentrate on the documents, trying to work his way through the information as quickly as possible. He hoped to be headed back to Idaho sometime tomorrow.

Thoughts of the two murders in Santa Rosa kept imposing themselves on him. He tried to make sense of Lafata’s connection to this whole mess. Pieces to the puzzle floated in his head but he couldn’t force them together to form a cohesive pattern.

Other questions vied for attention.

The sniper shooting at them outside Frank’s office — related? Who was the shooter aiming at? Based on the two killings in California, the sniper in those murders appeared to be a good shot. The shooter in Lapwai missed. Intentional?

He thought of the weapons at his cabin. Since leaving SRPD, he still felt undressed when he was not wearing a weapon strapped to his belt. Now, he wished he’d followed up on getting a concealed weapons permit here in the Pacific Northwest. At the time, he thought those days of having to pack a weapon were behind him. Teaching was not that dangerous. Maybe he’d get Frank to deputize him and authorize a CCW so he might carry a concealed weapon. He glanced at his watch, thinking about Frank and Jessie. He picked up the phone and dialed the number where Jessie was staying.

An unknown woman’s voice came over the line.

“This is Travis Mays. I was trying to reach Jessie White Eagle.”

“Just a moment.”

Jessie’s voice filled his ear. “Travis?”

“Hey, finally caught up to you. Where you been hiding?”

“I’m not going to sit around waiting for you guys to call. I do have a life.”

“You didn’t go back to Three Rivers, did you?” That would be the first place the killer might check.

“Noooo. They let me take a few days off.” She sounded exasperated. “I took care of a few things. Why the third degree?”

“I’m just concerned. Tried to reach you several times but no one answered.” He waited for a response. Only silence. “Have you heard from your dad?”

“No.

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