Still Waters by David Banner

Author:David Banner [Banner, David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Golden Pineapple Publishing
Published: 2019-06-30T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

With the workday coming to it’s close but still not quite ready to head home Ryan dropped his partner off at her car and headed to a local bar. It had been a couple of months since he’d last came to Kingfish but, he thought, it was on his way home and Foggy King was likely over whatever issue he’d had.

Stepping through the door he noticed the same faded walls and the same dim lighting. Nothing seemed to have changed, which was just the way the detective preferred it. All too often people seemed to get hold of the idea that bars or restaurants needed ‘updating’ when in reality there wasn’t a damn thing wrong with them.

“Scotch,” he said to the young bartender. “Rocks.”

He stood about six foot high with sandy brown hair and a tight red t-shirt and his faded jeans hung high enough around his waist to not really bother the detective. Seeing a man behind the bar of a place owned by Foggy King was an odd sight though given his two rules for employment. A pretty smile and a lot of cleavage.

Without even making eye contact the young man flipped a small glass, plopped it down in front of the detective and began to pour. For most of his life Ryan Devereux had a penchant for rum, dark and sweet, though over the last few months he’d found himself gravitating to the darker and more bitter flavors of aged whiskey.

“Ryan?” She said. “How long’s it been?”

Beverly Blanchard placed her hand on his shoulder and with a big smile she leaned in. Her lips were soft and red, like raspberries under the summer sun. Ryan’s heart spiked, half surprised by the sudden movement and half happy to see her again.

“Bev,” he grinned. “God, I don’t know… fifteen years.”

“Fifteen years that seemed to do you well,” she pulled back, her eyes scanning his frame. “You look great.”

“Thank you.” He answered. “So do you.”

“I try,” she took a seat. “How are things with Jillian?”

“We’re not married,” he answered. “Not anymore. She lives near downtown with our daughter.”

“Right….” Nodded the woman. “I remember hearing the two of you managed to get a little one. Boy or girl?”

“Girl. Carly.”

“Carly…” she repeated. “I’ve always liked that name.”

“What about you?” he asked. “What have you been up to?”

She was attractive, with long black hair, tanned skin and the kind of wide-eyes that seemed to shine through even in the darkest of rooms. As a young couple Ryan Devereux and Beverly Blanchard made quite the pair and for a time Ryan was sure they’d spend their lives together.

It was Beverly that first introduced the young man to a darker side of town. She thrived on danger and speed. It was Beverly that first thought of stealing the police car on Ryan’s sixteenth birthday and it was her that climbed in his window late at night soaked and freezing from the rain.

“Oh,” she waved. “I’ve been everywhere I guess. More places than I could count but for the last two years I’ve been up on the North Carolina coast.

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