THE TRICKSTER by Muriel Gray

Author:Muriel Gray [Gray, Muriel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

35

“Holly. Where’s Hawk?” Craig McGee wanted to talk to Daniel badly.

“Not in yet.”

“Did he call?”

“Nope.”

It was after two. Craig walked to Hawk’s desk and sat on the edge. There were three yellow Post-it stickers from Holly on Daniel’s phone: Dan. Phone Tess please. 9:05; Tess called again. Can you call her back? 11:30; Call your wife, asshole. She and Larry will be at Lizzy’s number after one, and she says put your answering machine on when you go out next time.

A small alarm went off in Craig. Tiny, but insistent. Hawk wasn’t here, and he didn’t seem to be at home either.

Unless he wasn’t answering the phone. Of course, the phones could be down with the storm and he might be snowed in. Unlikely. Hawk would get to work if you tied his ankles together and poured concrete in his boots. Snow wouldn’t stop him. Craig’s heart started to beat a little too fast.

Indian. He’s an Indian. Daniel Hawk is an Indian. Please, God, no. Craig reined in his dark thoughts.

“Lenny! Get a car up to Daniel Hawk’s place right now and get his ass in here. I need him.”

“Right now?”

“Right now.”

“No free cars, sir. It’ll have to be highway patrol.”

“I don’t care if it’s space patrol. Get him in here.”

“It’s happening.”

Craig fingered a dumb plaster figure on Hawk’s desk that held two broken pencils and a thin felt-tip. It was a squat little man with crossed eyes, a lolling tongue and a bare belly and a sign below him, mimicking a carving in stone, read, WORLD’S GREATEST DAD.

Craig looked at it like it would bite him, then got up and went back into his office.

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