Southern Spirit by Stuart Jaffe

Author:Stuart Jaffe [Jaffe, Stuart]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Ficção Científica E Fantasia, Fantasia, Terror, Ficção E Literatura, Thrillers, paranormal mystery
ISBN: 9781386870753
Amazon: B076TBSN3D
Publisher: Stuart Jaffe
Published: 2017-03-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

The idea of being an old school detective for an afternoon actually held some appeal. But after a short lunch and driving all over the city, walking around brick building after brick building, Max discovered that “old school detective” meant aching feet, a sweaty back, and no progress. For his partner, however, the day had been a thrilling nostalgia trip.

“I tell ya,” Drummond said as Max drove to the last location on their list, “this is what the gig should never have gotten rid of. You spend so much of your time at a computer or in the library, but this is where the real work is. Getting into the grit of it all.”

“What grit? We haven’t found anything useful.”

“Trust me. We’ve found more than we know. It’s like your research — you read and read, and it seems like all of what you’ve learned is not really helpful. Then something happens and it all connects.”

Max tagged his fingers as he counted off. “Former Wells Fargo bank, seven private homes on four different streets in three different neighborhoods — all very nice houses, the pharmacy, Old Salem, even the YWCA, and not a single place has had anything to help us.”

“Maybe. Maybe not. They all had bricks made by George Black. That’s got to be something.”

“The man made millions upon millions of bricks in his lifetime. Finding a building with his bricks ain’t that hard.”

“That only makes it harder on us to find the right bricks. Come on, pull yourself together. This kind of pessimism doesn’t look good on you.”

“Yeah? Well, optimism is a weird look on you.”

“Will you allow me to find a few enjoyable moments in a case I wanted nothing to do with? Sheesh, I thought you’d like doing onsite research like this. Are you grouching because of your fight with Sandra?”

“Probably.” Max turned onto 25th Street. “I wish I understood why she’s pushing back so hard.”

“You had PB follow her.”

“I apologized for that. And I am sorry. I know it was stupid —”

“I told you that.”

“— but I can’t see why this is where the line in the sand is drawn. It’s like I’m a friend saying that maybe you shouldn’t keep looking down the barrel of that loaded gun, and she keeps replying that I’m a bad person for trying to stop her from shooting her head off.”

Drummond rubbed his chin but said nothing.

“Really?” Max said. “Now is the time you’re going to get all quiet on me?”

“I’ve heard enough of this argument over the last year or so that I know no matter what I say, you are determined to only see things from your side. Same with her. Normally, you two are good at fighting things out and getting on with it. I don’t know why this one has you both stymied, but I’m not getting in the middle of it. Not more than I have to.”

Turning onto North Patterson, Max stayed silent the rest of the drive. What more could he

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