The Missing Mistress (A Private Investigator Mystery Series of Crime and Suspense, Lee Callaway #5) by Fincham Thomas

Author:Fincham, Thomas
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

FIFTY-EIGHT

Callaway stared intently at the computer screen. He was inside a room at the back of the apartment building.

He felt a shadow hovering over him. Trevor Donley stood behind him, biting his fingernails nervously.

Once Callaway showed Trevor the photos he had taken of him smoking marijuana in his car, Trevor became more cooperative. Trevor knew if his employers found out what he was doing during his breaks, they would fire him.

Callaway’s instincts had turned out to be right. The first time he spoke to Trevor, he had smelled an odor on him. The smell was thick, pungent, and unmistakable. One that did not easily go away with cologne or heavy deodorant. Weed stuck to you, and only went away after you scrubbed it off. Callaway knew that was what he would use against Trevor if the opportunity arose.

He wished the fake badge and ID had done the trick. Then he would not have had to resort to blackmail.

He winced. He hated the word “blackmail.” He preferred to call what he had gotten on Trevor “leverage.”

“How long will it take?” Trevor asked, moving his weight from one leg to the other. He was anxious, and he was making Callaway anxious.

“Why don’t you go outside and watch the front desk,” Callaway suggested. “You wouldn’t want building management to show up and start asking questions as to what I’m doing in this room, do you?”

Trevor stared at him and sighed. “Okay, I’ll keep a lookout, but you gotta hurry up. I could get in serious trouble for this.”

He left the room.

You could also get in serious trouble for smoking weed on your breaks, Callaway thought.

Callaway focused his attention back on the screen. The room he was in was small and windowless, and it reminded him of his office. But unlike his office, the room was warm and stuffy.

He realized the cause of the heat. Next to the computer monitor was heavy electronic equipment used to store all the security footage. A fan was blowing hot air into the small space.

He removed the photo he had taken from Lana Anderson’s apartment and placed it next to the keyboard. He was not sure how old the photograph was, but it was all he had to work with.

He began to review the footage. He had to find Lana Anderson, no matter what.

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