The Joe Beck Series: Books 1-3 Box Set (Vigilante Crime Thriller Books) (The Joe Beck Series (Box Sets)) by Alastair Brown

Author:Alastair Brown [Brown, Alastair]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Box set, Joe Beck Series, Alastair Brown
Publisher: Ablaze Books
Published: 2020-02-23T22:00:00+00:00

TWO

Ernesto's Bar was maybe only a hundred yards along Grand Central Boulevard from the corner with Woodward Avenue, up ahead on the left. It was smaller than Beck had anticipated. Not much bigger than the width of a house. It was wedged between a small and virtually empty snowswept open-air parking lot and a closed down Italian takeaway, and it had a very nondescript, discreet appearance. It was painted black and had absolutely no windows. It was just a sign and a door. A door he made his way toward.

Maybe fifteen feet from the entrance, a black Mercedes drove past on his right. The warm-white beams from its headlights shone along the snowswept road and the snow crunched under its tires as it rolled past. Its windows were dark, tinted, and its license plate was missing. Beck could hear music playing from inside, a loud rhythmic beat with a heavy base, as it pulled up by the curb on the other side of the road, adjacent to the bar's entrance.

Not even a second later, a guy stepped out of Ernesto's Bar in front of him. He was short and black. Maybe five-ten and about one-eighty. He was wearing dark sneakers with baggy black jogging pants and an olive-green hoodie. The hood was up over his head and his hands were stuffed inside the hoodie's front pocket. He ran across the white empty road, his head bowed, hunkering down, trying to protect his face from the thick blizzard of snow that was lashing the streets of the motor city. He opened the back passenger door of the Mercedes and dived in, then closed the door.

Beck watched the car pull away and speed off westbound into the night, sliding left and right, its tires slipping, struggling for grip on the snow. There was no doubt in his mind who the guy was. It was textbook. He was the mule. And he was the only one Beck saw entering or exiting the bar in the last couple of minutes, which meant there was a good chance that Adamczuk was still inside. Which meant it was now or never. And he knew it. If the mule had left, Adamczuk would be next. If he was still in there, and he was going to grab him tonight, he would have to act fast. He put his right hand into the front pocket of his coat and cupped it around the butt of his Smith & Wesson, ready to draw the gun at a heartbeat's notice, and stepped into the bar.

The inside of the bar was warm. And dimly-lit to a dull orange glow. The floor was wooden, the walls were exposed brick and the ceiling was black. There was a black wooden bar ahead on the right. A warm-white rope light ran along the edge of the counter for the length of the bar, and a sign with Ernesto's name in black steel writing was bolted to the bar's front. There was a calm, relaxing ambiance with a Jay-Z track playing in the background at low volume.

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