Violet Darger | Book 8 | Countdown To Midnight by Vargus L.T. & McBain Tim

Author:Vargus, L.T. & McBain, Tim [Vargus, L.T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Crime | Murder | Mystery | Thriller | Suspense
Publisher: Smarmy Press
Published: 2021-10-07T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 36

Twenty minutes later they were still walking circles around Dirk Nielsen’s penthouse, though now they were sipping their complimentary lobby lattes as they hunted for the next clue. The drink was too sweet, but Darger could feel the much-needed caffeine spread through her system — a strange jolt of electrical juice entering her bloodstream. Her eyes felt more alert. Back and neck just a little easier to keep upright. And that cloudiness that had begun to afflict her thoughts seemed to clear. The coffee didn’t kill off the tiredness entirely, but it beat it back a good bit.

They walked past the exercise room again, glancing in at the mirrors and machines. She lifted one corner of a painting in the hallway next to the doorway and checked the back. Nothing.

Loshak sighed, frustration venting through his lips and nostrils.

“We can’t keep searching randomly and hoping to come across it,” he said. “This place is too big and crammed with too much crap. We’re burning time.”

“I know,” Darger said. “I just can’t figure anything from the last note that applies to Nielsen or this apartment.”

“Let’s have another look at everything he’s left us. Maybe with a fresh jolt of caffeine running through our veins we can figure it out.”

Darger followed Loshak to the living room where they plopped onto a white suede sofa.

There was a low rumbling sound, and Loshak put a hand to his belly.

“Wish I had a breakfast sammy to go with this,” he said. “All this coffee is starting to piss my stomach off.”

“Well, it’s no breakfast sammy, but maybe this will help.” Darger reached into her pocket and passed Loshak a small parcel wrapped in a paper napkin. “I saved it for you.”

He unfolded the napkin and let out a tiny gasp.

“A badge cookie!”

His eyes glittered like a kid on Christmas morning spying all the presents under the tree. Darger started laughing.

“You’ve had this in your pocket this whole time?”

Darger shrugged.

“I figured there might come a moment when we needed a little morale boost.”

Loshak looked at the cookie for a moment. Then he broke it in two and held out half toward her.

Darger slowly reached out and clutched the thin layer of baked good with the tips of her fingers.

“Fine. If you’re going to twist my arm.”

She took a bite of cookie. She hadn’t thought much of them before, but after being awake for so long with so little food, it hit the spot.

“OK,” Loshak said. “So the clue in Driscoll’s house was found inside a Blu-ray player. And the hint that led you there was something about ‘rewinding’ and ‘keeping those DVRs rolling.’ So maybe we can cheat a little. Figure out if anything in the most recent note would apply to something in this apartment.”

Darger nodded. Now that she had some sugar flowing through her veins, a fresh thought came to her.

“We know how he got the flowers delivered, but how did Huxley get up here to hide the next clue? The front door is guarded.

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