This Dark Road to Mercy by Cash Wiley

Author:Cash, Wiley [Cash, Wiley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery, Contemporary
ISBN: 9780062088277
Google: gTsHAQAAQBAJ
Amazon: 0062088254
Barnesnoble: 0062088254
Goodreads: 17349104
Publisher: Doubleday
Published: 2013-01-02T07:00:00+00:00

What was Mrs. Kelly thinking when she saw me jump in my car, start the engine, and tear out of the lot onto Franklin and head for my office? What was her husband thinking as he sat there in that booth, a cold cheeseburger in front of him, the biggest confession of his life over and done with, a wife waiting in the car with more questions than he’d have answers for?

When I got back to my desk, I picked up the cordless and dialed Sandy’s office. I sat down on the edge of my desk, and then I stood up again. “How’s it going?” I asked him.

“Fine,” he said. “Why?”

“Just calling to check on you,” I said. “That’s all.”

“Yeah, right,” he said. “What’s up? I’m busy.”

“Just want to let you know that you can call in the cavalry.”

“What are you talking about?” he asked.

“I solved your case.”

“You found the girls?”

“No,” I said, “not that case.”

“You found Wade Chesterfield?”

“No, not that one either.”

“What the hell, then, Brady?”

“I found your money,” I said.

“What money?”

“The armored car,” I said. “I found out where it made its last deposit.” His chair squeaked, and I pictured him sitting up straight at his desk, grabbing a pen, and flipping a pad open to a clean page.

“Go ahead,” he said.

I told him what Kelly had seen: the unfinished basement, the bad drywall job, the money behind it. But I really got his attention when I told him who’d put it there.

“Tommy Broughton?” he asked. “I haven’t heard that name in a while.”

“Now you know why: he’s been busy in his basement. It looks like he owns a club too.” Then I told him how Wade Chesterfield had gotten himself involved.

“Jesus,” he said. “This guy must be an idiot.”

“I don’t know,” I said. “Not if he manages to disappear. It worked for the driver of that armored car.”

“Might’ve worked,” he said. “Jury’s still out. I don’t know if Broughton’s capable of murder, but he knows people who are.”

“Case solved.”

“Yeah, right,” he said. “On what information? I can’t tell the FBI that I leaked all that info to you and you came back and busted this thing wide open. I can’t even tell Sarge that. I like my job.”

“You better move on Broughton, though,” I said. “You know how he is; he’s lost a whole lot of money, and it’s been a few days. He has to figure somebody’s onto him. He might feel the need to hit the road.”

“We’ll figure out a way to start watching him,” he said. “If he’s dumb enough to hide millions of dollars in a wall then I’m sure he’s done something stupid along the way. If he has, we’ll find it.”

“Take another swing at talking to Lane Kelly,” I said. “Find him before he does something stupid.”

“I’ll bring him in,” he said. “But there’s one thing you should keep in mind.”

“What’s that?” I asked.

“The FBI’s going to have to be in on this,” he said. “I’m sorry, but your volunteer work just got a lot more complicated.

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