The Candy Man: A Jack Daniels P.I. Novella #1 by Holt John

Author:Holt, John [Holt, John]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Phoenix
Published: 2015-02-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Greg And Ken

Jerry had told me that if I wanted to speak to those two guys, the best day was a Tuesday, at about six. So at just after six, I made my third visit to Jerry’s.

Jerry saw me as I entered the bar. He didn’t say anything, but merely pointed to his left, to two guys sitting in one of the side booths. I gave a cursory nod in acknowledgement.

* * *

Although Jerry had pointed them out to me, I had already seen them. I would have known them anywhere. Their files back at police headquarters contained everything you would want to know about them. There were the mug shots, personal details, and naturally their criminal record.

Greg Nichols, just twenty-seven years old, he had tried his hand at everything from car-jacking, to credit card fraud. Now he had turned his hand to drug dealing. Sitting next to him was Ken Tyler, Greg’s cousin. Only twenty-five years old, but considered a local hard man. Good with his fists, poor with his brains. Both guys had done time on several occasions, but it was thought that they had been going straight for the last couple of years.

* * *

“Good afternoon, gentlemen,” I said casually, as I walked over to where they were seated. “Mind if I join you?” I didn’t wait for a reply, and just sat down. I looked across at the paper they were writing on. “What’s that, your memoirs?” I asked.

The elder of the two looked up. “Who the hell are you?” he asked, sounding anything but friendly. “And what do you want?”

“Now, now, manners, is that any way to speak to someone who’s just about to buy you a drink? Politeness costs nothing.” I looked over at Jerry. “A round of drinks over here, if you please,” I called out. “And by the way the counter looks great.”

Jerry looked puzzled for a moment, and then he started to laugh.

“Now gentlemen, let’s get down to business shall we?” I said. “The name’s Daniels, Jack Daniels. I’m a private detective.” I took my wallet out of my inside pocket and opened it. “Which of you is Greg?”

“I’m Greg,” replied the older of the two. “How’d you know that?”

I smiled. “And you must be Ken,” I said facing the other one.

“I said how did you know our names?” Greg repeated.

“And I heard you,” I replied. “I’ve 20-20 hearing.”

“So how did you know our names?” he asked again.

“I told you, I’m a detective. I know things like that. I make it my business to know things like that.” I took out a photograph and placed it on to the table. “Now if we could just get on, I’m a busy man, and I’m sure you both have things to do,” I continued. “I think you know this guy.”

Greg shook his head. “I’ve never seen him before.”

At that moment Jerry arrived with the drinks. I looked up. “Ah, here comes Gerry with our drinks, just in time.”

I passed them around, and Jerry went back to the bar.

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