Sound of a Furious Sky by H. N. Wake

Author:H. N. Wake [Wake, H. N.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-01-13T16:00:00+00:00

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Yvette waited for Dom on the couch, luminous pools of gold cast by table lamps gleamed on the wood at her feet. Reading glasses were pushed into sleek hair, and her eyes were worried as she held out her hand. “Special Agent Walker. We’ve heard nothing. There has been no phone call. Nothing.” Her clutch was desperately strong.

“Yes, I understand that.” From the eleventh floor perspective, Central Park had been transformed into a grim fairy-tale forest complete with lighted pathways twisting through shadows.

Yvette did not release Dom’s hand. “There has been no request for payment.”

Claude stormed in. “Agent Walker, what have you found?”

Breaking loose from Yvette, Dom turned. “Mr. Van Buren, how are you holding up?”

“I’d be a lot fucking better if I had my daughter.”

“Yes, sir. I understand how you feel.”

“Do you?” His face twisted in anger. “Do you know what it’s like to be in this situation?”

“Please, Mr. Van Buren, Mrs. Van Buren, let’s sit and I’ll give you the latest.”

He bellowed, “I’m not happy about the progress of this investigation. Apparently you have very few leads. Have we been assigned FBI bush league here or what? I’ve complained loudly to your Director Fontaine.”

In her ear, Stewart Walker whispered, To be successful, you don’t always have to know the answers, my Dom. Believe in yourself. “Yes, Mr. Van Buren, I understand your anger. This is a terrible situation. Why don’t we sit, and I’ll bring you up to speed?”

Claude grunted and stomped to the couch. Yvette moved to a position a few feet from her husband, her back stiff against the cushions.

Dom sat across from them. “This is what we know. It appears the assailant entered Micah’s apartment sometime around midnight on Sunday, and Micah died shortly thereafter. We believe the assailant proceeded to Hettie’s. At Hettie’s apartment there was no forced entry, so it appears Hettie opened the door—”

“Goddamn it!” Claude growled. “They have doormen at her building. What the hell was she doing opening up the door in the middle of the night?”

Yvette’s hands clasped tightly on her lap.

Dom remained calm. “I believe there was a struggle in Hettie’s bedroom. I believe the assailant forced her down the back stairwell and into a getaway car.”

Yvette stifled a gasp.

Claude glared.

“I think in both locations the strikes were premeditated. The assailant moved quickly, there are few witnesses, and nothing was stolen. He had clear intent, murder and kidnapping.”

Both sets of eyes were glued to Dom.

“There is nothing to indicate that either Micah or your daughter were fearful leading up to the assaults, so I do not think either of them saw this coming. Your daughter had meetings and dinner dates planned.” She pressed her lips together. “We have a possible sighting of a foreign suspect entering Micah’s house.

“Goddamn it!” he exploded. “I knew it was those goddamned Spics from that god-damned third world fucking country.”

“We are now digging into motive.” She let the idea hang in the air.

Claude clamped his mouth shut.

Yvette clasped hands tighter in her lap as she blinked rapidly.

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