The Greatest Good (Garrison Chase Thriller Book 1) by Craig N. Hooper

The Greatest Good (Garrison Chase Thriller Book 1) by Craig N. Hooper

Author:Craig N. Hooper [Hooper, Craig N.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-31T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter Twenty-One

“WHAT’S NOT REAL?” I said. “I don’t get this kid. Not at all. What reality is he unsure of?”

Mick looked out the bathroom window. “We need to find the kid and ask him. He’s only had a five-minute head start. He must’ve gone north out the window, otherwise we would have seen him. I’ll go on foot.”

I followed Mick out of the bathroom. “Karla and I will take the car. We’ll drive straight north for five, then grid our way back. Let’s meet back here in twenty minutes or so.”

Mick nodded and took off. Karla beat me back to the car. I jumped in and peeled out of the parking lot, only to stop a second later.

“What’s wrong?” Karla asked.

“I have a bad feeling about something.”

I hopped out, popped the trunk, and rummaged around. After a thorough search, I slammed the trunk and crawled back into the driver’s seat.

“He took a gun,” Karla said. “Didn’t he?”

I nodded. “Your Colt.”

“That punk,” Karla said. “So that’s why he took his back pack. What is he up to?”

I jammed on the accelerator and headed north on the street directly in front of the gas station. “I don’t know. All I know is the kid was acting strange when we got into this car. I’m not imagining that, right?”

“You’re right. He was even more fidgety than usual.”

“And it wasn’t that hot in here, was it?”

“No, he was clearly stressed. He wanted out of this car, using the bathroom as an excuse.”

“Don’t know what’s real anymore.” I drummed my fingers on the wheel. “Strange thing to write, isn’t it?”

“Sort of.”

“What do you mean, sort of?”

“Well, he kept asking Mick if he was ‘really’ trying to kill him.”

“True, the kid was having a hard time with reality.”

“Why would he think none of this was real, though? That’s what I don’t get.”

I nodded. “What I don’t get is if the kid had finally started to grasp the reality of his situation, why would he leave us? We’re trying to protect him. Does he think the Colt is going to protect him better than us?”

Karla eyed me. “There’s more to his story than he’s letting on.”

“Absolutely. We have to find him.”

“We will.”

“Another odd thing; he left his laptop in the trunk.”

Karla scratched her head. “That is weird.”

I nodded. “I have no idea what Stanley Tuchek is up to.”

I drove north for another two minutes, then turned and headed east for a couple of minutes. After that, I headed south until the next cross street. I turned right onto that street and worked my way west for a few minutes, then headed south and turned east. I followed that same pattern and worked back toward the gas station. Karla and I didn’t talk. We kept glued to our respective side windows. It took twenty-three minutes to arrive back at the Chevron.

When I pulled in and parked, I turned to Karla. “He’s gone.”

“Little jerk,” she said.

“Maybe Mick tracked him down.”

“No such luck.” Karla pointed past me, toward the station.

Mick trotted out of the bathroom and headed our way.



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