Serenity Avenged by Craig A. Hart

Author:Craig A. Hart [Hart, Craig A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Northern Lake Publishing
Published: 2017-04-12T05:00:00+00:00

12

Shelby parked his Jeep in the parking lot of the commercial building that housed the law firm Tucker & Rank. He turned off the engine and glanced over at Helen.

“You can stay in the Jeep, if you want.”

“Oh, I intend to. I’ve seen enough of Robert to last me a good long while.”

Shelby had never met Robert Tucker, and there was a twisted part of him that was looking forward to the meeting. A yet more twisted part of him hoped there might be need for fisticuffs, although he doubted it. Still, the man might try to play tough guy, since men are constantly overestimating their own physical prowess, especially those who spend their days behind a desk. They think impressing their buddies at the gym with a bench press or being able to run a few miles on the treadmill toughens them up. Most don’t understand there’s a difference between muscle gained in a simple workout and that obtained through adversity and violence. Shelby had spent countless hours in the gym training, but his body had been hardened in the ring and working back-breaking, dead-end jobs before the fight money became steady. It was the difference between someone who reads books about fighting and someone who makes it work while living on the streets. Shelby had seen several big, muscled men felled by much smaller opponents who were a hell of a lot tougher. One couldn’t rely on hitting power; you had to learn to take a punch.

They piled out of the Jeep. Shelby reached back to make sure his pistol was still snug in the small of his back. Then he started walking quickly toward the building.

Mack jogged to catch up. “Which of these douchebags are we after, Fucker or Spank?”

Shelby snorted. “Fucker & Spank. Now there’s a good name for a law firm.”

“I know, I know. I’m twelve years old. It’s one of Gloria’s pet peeves.” Mack paused, then corrected himself. “It was one of her pet peeves. I guess I can be as juvenile as I want now.”

Shelby patted his friend on the shoulder. “With any luck, Mr. Fucker, er, Tucker will give us a hard time and you can pretend he’s Gloria’s professor friend.”

“You always know how to cheer me up.”

“I don’t do it on purpose.”

They reached the revolving glass doors and pushed their way through. Once inside, Shelby came to such a sudden halt that Mack bumped into him. There before them stood a metal detector with a smiling security guard.

“Good morning, gentlemen,” the guard said. He motioned toward the detector. “Come on through.”

Before Shelby could even begin formulating a story, Mack stepped forward and held out his hand.

“Morning, officer! Harry Barstow, Detroit PD. My friend and I are over here investigating a lead on a drug case. We’re both armed, of course, and we’d hate to set off your machine. Mind if we step around the turnstile here?” Mack made a move to do just that.

“You have any ID on you?” the guard asked.

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