Say Goodbye: the Fourth Bear Whitman Adventure by Brett M. Wiscons

Author:Brett M. Wiscons [Wiscons, Brett M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: -
Publisher: BookBaby
Published: 2019-11-18T00:00:00+00:00

FOURTEEN

I had Trent drop me off around the corner of the storage facility. I didn’t inform him of exactly what was transpiring. He wasn’t a relative by blood or marriage, and while he and I went quite a ways back, those were my stipulations at that moment. We made mostly small talk on the drive. He was holding up OK after the divorce. The dating scene was hard to reenter. After departing his vehicle, I began the longest quartermile walk of my life. The night air was cold. The rain from earlier had ceased and the stars painted a moonless sky. It was 8:54. I had texted Murph while en route and he said he’d be there as fast as he could. I walked briskly with a horrific feeling in my gut. I’d learned to trust it over the years. Even when I didn’t want to. I arrived at Store Your Things at nine o’clock on the dot and began climbing the steps to unit 408. My phone buzzed in my hand. I answered as I made my ascent.

“You’re punctual, I’ll give you that,” I said.

“And true to my word as you will soon find out, Barry.”

“Look, I thought about it. I’ve got a deal for you that I think you might like.”

“Go on.”

“An even trade. I give myself up and you let my brother go. He doesn’t deserve this.”

“Tempting, but I think I’ll stick to the original plan. I don’t like calling audibles once my ducks are in a row. Besides, I’ll get to you anyway. You’re the main course. Everyone else is just an appetizer.”

“This is bullshit.” I stomped into the office. “What’s your name? What did I ever do to you?”

“Is Murph there yet, Bear?”

“Don’t change the subject, asshole. Yes, he’s here.” I lied.

“That’s hard to believe since I cut his brake lines earlier this evening and attached a homing device to his vehicle. According to my records, he’s been sitting in the same spot on Lake Shore for the last ten minutes. Either traffic is really bad, or there’s been an accident. You never can tell.”

I knew Murph could take care of himself, but that news made me a bit worried. I stood in the storage unit like a caged rat. I put the phone on the speaker option and placed it on the antique table so I could go hands-free. I looked around for anything that might resemble a surveillance camera. I ran my fingers under the table and then the wet bar for a bug. I was connected to Wi-Fi, so I was able to send Murph a text without interrupting my call with “the voice.”

I got a text back immediately. “Brakes went out and I rear-ended someone on Lake Shore. Dealing with cops and insurance company and all that bullshit.”

“You okay?” I texted back.

“Sore neck, but otherwise fine.”

Thank god, though it meant I was alone again—naturally.

“Barry?”

“What!?”

“Now that Murph is out of the picture for a while would you like to say your fare-thee-wells to your brother? It’s kind of now or never, my friend.

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