The Unknown (A Sarah Roberts Thriller Book 29) by Jonas Saul

The Unknown (A Sarah Roberts Thriller Book 29) by Jonas Saul

Author:Jonas Saul [Saul, Jonas]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Imagine Press Inc.
Published: 2021-08-28T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter 20

Sarah set down the phone when the call ended. The woman had disguised her voice. She had spoken briefly, stated what she needed to say, then hung up. Other than speaking her name, Sarah hadn’t gotten a word in edgewise.

“Sarah?” Parkman’s voice was gentle, soft.

“We need a new car.”

“What?”

“We have to rent another car so they can’t track us again.”

Parkman shook his head. “That wasn’t the deal. We’re supposed to call the sergeant right now, fill him in. The guy went out on a limb for us. You sure you want to do this?”

What he didn’t say was how pissed the sergeant would be when he found out they bolted.

She bobbed her head up and down. “I won’t repeat what that woman told me to him. There’s no need.”

Parkman frowned. “Then what was the point of taking the call?”

Sarah stared down at the phone, debating whether she should destroy it and toss it in a bin somewhere.

“I said I won’t repeat what she told me.” Sarah looked up into Parkman’s eyes. “But I can show it to everyone.”

His frown deepened. “Show it?”

“Once we get a new car, we head north.”

“Again? They’ll have every resource available to them hunting us down. We’d never make it out of the state.”

“We’re not leaving the state.” Sarah held up the phone. “She told me where the evidence is. One hour is all I need.”

“Evidence? Okay, now you’re talking.”

She tapped the dash of the car. “Let’s go, then. We return this one to the airport, then rent with a different company as soon as possible.”

Parkman started the engine as the burner phone rang. Sarah checked the number.

“It’s the sergeant,” she said. “Hurry. We have to put him off for at least the hour it takes to get north.”

Parkman pushed the gas harder, heading for LaGuardia Airport area, getting them on the Grand Central Parkway in under ten minutes.

The sergeant called twice in that time.

“He’s determined to find out what’s happening,” Parkman said.

“I would be, too.”

“Can’t you answer him, put him off for a bit?”

She considered that, then decided Parkman was right. It would take thirty minutes or longer to be in another car. Then slightly over an hour to get where they were going. Once there, they’d need anywhere close to an hour to see if the whistleblower was right about that evidence.

She’d call the sergeant then and tell him everything.

Parkman pulled into the car rental agency and parked. They were switched out and in a different car in under twenty-five minutes. Now no one knew what they were driving, nor did they know the plate number. By the time the sergeant made the requisite calls, and tried to obtain the information, she’d be calling him with what they’d discovered.

They were heading north on the Bronx River Parkway when the phone rang again.

This time she answered it.

“Sergeant.”

“Sarah.” His tone seemed cold, like he was seething with anger. “Are you going to tell me what happened, or keep avoiding my calls?”

“I’m going to ask you to trust me.



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