The Oak Island Enigma: A Hiram Kane Action Thriller #8 by Steven Moore

Author:Steven Moore [Moore, Steven]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Condor Publishing
Published: 2022-07-14T16:00:00+00:00

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THE GORSEBROOK

Kane shook his head. He was right, someone had been watching him. At least it wasn’t the killers.

He turned back to the screen and decided to focus on the infamous shipwreck, the Fantome, searching for the article he’d printed out in D.C. and had already read several times. Kane was getting warm beneath Joel’s hoodie and pulled the hood down. He inhaled deeply, holding the breath in for long seconds, before exhaling between pursed lips. Something just wasn’t jiving with Kane about the available information surrounding the Fantome, and he felt certain he was missing something important.

What it was, he couldn’t even guess. Kane was more adept at in-person, tactile searching, being out in the wilds and exploring using his own intuition and his physical senses. He was a smart man, and his professors at university might even have labelled him scholarly, though he’d always laughed off such compliments. Still, online detective work just wasn’t his thing.

After a frustrating hour poring over the same few articles about the Fantome and the legends surrounding it, Kane inhaled, letting it out slowly as he rose from the chair and stretched. He checked his watch.

To his surprise it was already almost lunch time and he was hungry. In truth, he was more thirsty than he was hungry, and not for a sip of water. Kane had promised himself to lay off the booze for a few days. It had caused a lot of anxiety in the last weeks and had left him sloppy. He’d let his guard slip and it had resulted in him not aware he’d been followed on at least two occasions. For all he knew, it was probably more. Still, as his frustration grew over a lack of progress, the thought of a cold beer burgeoned in his mind and he knew it was futile even denying it. He’d have to be careful. Those bastards were still out there somewhere, and Kane’s instincts suggested they weren’t all that far away.

As he turned to leave, he spotted a small cluster of people who appeared to be staff huddled in one corner of the Archives room. Several of them seemed to have recognised him. Two even smiled sheepishly before nodding in his direction and going about their duties. One older man pursed his lips, as if disappointed, and seemed to huff slightly before shaking his head and disappearing along an aisle between two shelving units. Only one person remained. It was the young woman Kane had caught watching him before. She cleared her throat, and remained there for long seconds, as if deciding whether or not to approach.

Kane sensed she knew who he was. That wasn’t unusual. In an establishment like an Archives office, his name would often be known. Not necessarily in Nova Scotia though, or even Canada. Kane’s relative fame had mostly been earned in South America and Asia. Still, his family name was legendary in the field of exploration and archaeology, and there would be many records of his and his family’s amazing achievements in the field.

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