The NightShade Forensic Files_Book 7_The Camelot Gambit by A. J. Scudiere

Author:A. J. Scudiere [Scudiere, A. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B07MF2QRXB
Publisher: Griffyn Ink
Published: 2019-04-02T00:00:00+00:00

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Though Eleri was confident they hadn’t actually been caught planting the tracker on Jivika Das’s car, it was clear they'd been seen and Donovan had even been recognized. Thus, they decided to hold off on placing a tracker on Greg Whitlow's car for another day.

Given the change of plans, Donovan headed into the clinic in the early hours, attempting to get in a reasonable shift before noon. Eleri didn't wake up to wave him goodbye; she had another job this morning.

Hopping into her car, she checked that she had everything she needed tucked under the seat beside her and ready in the trunk. She was grateful she had a garage in which to hide her prep work. Their cover didn't really allow her to leave her gun sitting out in the open, so it was now under the passenger seat, handy enough if she needed it, but out of sight in hopes that she wouldn’t. On the seat, she placed her purse—like a normal driver. Starting the car, she headed south.

Eleri drove toward the small town of Be-Ah-trice, thinking the name through her head as she passed farm houses and corn fields. Most of the corn wasn’t even edible, it was for livestock, but the sheer number of farms showed the American necessity for the crop. In fact, that was why Marshall Bennett had picked this area to put his town in: open space and low land value. He’d literally carved Curie out of cornfields.

As she hit town, she saw one-story brick buildings lining either side of the street. She passed banks and a small coffee stand. Some kind of pump marked the far end of the town. Taking the turn Kate had prescribed in her directions, Eleri swung left out the end of the small berg and was soon driving through other squares of cornfields.

Her directions had been clear, even if the road had not. After the next turn, she wound up on gravel, and five miles later she was at a crossroads, unmarked by signs and with no homes in sight. It was exactly what she wanted.

She slowed the car, letting it idle as she pulled over to the side of the road. Acting as though she were having car trouble—for the audience of zero people and a bird overhead—she looked at her tires and opened her hood and stood there, waiting for her “random” friendly patron to come along.

It wasn't five minutes later that Kate showed up and pulled in behind her, acting like a helpful stranger. Nebraska Nice came to Eleri’s mind. It was a good sentiment, and she was just taking advantage of it.

The two women looked under the hood and then around the car. They reached in toward the engine, not doing anything, though Eleri knew the small actions made it look like Kate and she were checking the car out.

They exchanged a few words. Kate asked if she’d had trouble finding the place, and Eleri had almost laughed, but they circled to the back of the car and this time popped the trunk.

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