Rough Justice: Three Ben Kincaid Stories (The Ben Kincaid Anthology Series) by William Bernhardt

Author:William Bernhardt [Bernhardt, William]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Babylon Books
Published: 2014-03-06T00:00:00+00:00

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Ben drummed his fingers on the dash of Loving’s pickup. “So...is every night this exciting?”

Loving removed one of the headphones from his ears. “’Bout the same, yeah.”

He shifted uncomfortably in his seat. “If I’d known how tedious a stakeout was, I might have thought twice about asking you to tail someone.”

“Aww, it ain’t so bad.” The big man stretched, then punched the Stop button on his Walkman. “It’s peaceful, really. Gives a guy some time to think. And to catch up on my books-on-tape.”

Ben arched an eyebrow. “You’re listening to a book?”

Loving shifted around his two-hundred-plus pound frame. “Yeah. So? You think you’re the only one in the office who knows how to read?”

“Well, no, but—”

”What’d’ya think these headphones were for? Decoration?”

“I thought you were probably listening to music.”

“Oh I see. ’Cause I’m a big guy who didn’t go to college, you think I spend all my spare time getting drunk and listening to country-western tunes.”

“I didn’t say that.”

“I’m hurt, Skipper. Truly hurt.”

He pressed his heel of his hand against his forehead. How had he gotten himself into this? “Look, Loving, I didn’t mean to impugn your intellectual integrity—”

“Shh.” Loving’s eyes were riveted to the front. “He’s on the move.”

Even from their safe vantage point, Ben could see Edgar Bennett leave the front door of his home, walk to the driveway, and slide behind the wheel of his repaired Expedition. They followed him.

“Lights are out in the house,” Ben murmured. “Wife must be asleep. So where’s the good doctor going?”

Loving followed Bennett as he turned onto Riverside Drive, keeping his headlights dim and staying a safe distance back. “Probably goin’ to the hospital,” Loving commented.

“Maybe.”

They crept along behind him, cruising down Riverside, then turning left onto 71st. Just a minute or two before the doctor would arrive at the hospital, he hung a sharp right.

“If he’s going to work,” Ben commented, “he’s taking the scenic route.”

A few moments later, Bennett pulled into the driveway of a small one-story house. Loving eased past, then quietly parked on the opposite side of the street.

Bennett walked to the front door. Someone let him inside.

“It’s the middle of the night, his wife is asleep, and he goes out to see someone,” Ben murmured. “Loving, we have to find out who lives in that house.”

“Already on it.” Loving punched a number into his cell phone. “Hey, Maggie? Yeah, I knew you’d be up. Can you do me a favor?” A brief spate of sweet-talking ensued. Seemed pretty strained, but apparently it got Loving what he wanted. “Yeah. Take a look in the cross-index directory and tell me who lives at 1245 S. Bridgewater.”

Loving waited barely a minute for his answer. “Thanks, Maggie.” He punched the End button and disconnected the call.

“Well?” Ben said.

Loving grinned. “You’re gonna love this. Maria Verluna.”

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