Walk the Line: A gripping British detective crime thriller (DC Jake Tanner Crime Thriller Book 2) by Jack Probyn

Author:Jack Probyn [Probyn, Jack]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cliff Edge Press
Published: 2023-02-19T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 35

L DY CO K

Jessica the Prostitute lived in a river boat along the Hackney Cut. She was stationed at the north end of Hackney Marshes, one of Hackney’s green lungs, and Lester had made it there within twenty minutes of leaving the station.

He was standing in the middle of the bridge that crossed the river, watching, waiting, observing. The area was empty, desolate, and there was nobody in sight – as he’d expected at this time of night. The river wasn’t much of a river; it was a few metres wide, at best, and was littered with weeds, reeds, plastic bottles, crisp packets and other pieces of litter people were too lazy to put in the bin. Skeletons of branches and leaves hung overhead, almost covering him in complete darkness. Jessica’s canal boat was long – Lester estimated about seventy feet – and poorly maintained. From what he was able to see from the low light of the setting sun that peered through the branches, the fascia was decrepit and falling apart. Mountains of rust had begun to form on the underside, and the name of the boat was missing a few letters. It read: L DY CO K.

From his vantage point, he was able to discern where the living room was, the kitchen and also the bedroom. At the far end, middle and near end, respectively. Lights were on in each of the rooms, and he noticed a shadow flicker past the windows as Jessica moved about her home, teasing him from the other side of the curtains.

Lester had had enough of waiting. It was time to pay her a visit.

He crossed the bridge, wandered along the gravel path and then pressed his ear against the boat’s door. The thud of music emanated from behind, but as soon as he knocked, it stopped. There was a long pause. Then he knocked again.

This time the door opened. Jessica was wearing a dressing robe pulled tightly around her body. It was a thin material – either silk or nylon – and Lester glimpsed her nipples through it. They made no impression upon him. He observed the minutiae of her face. She wasn’t anything like the other two. She was still tall, slim and had brown hair, but there was something different about her face – something that he couldn’t quite decipher. Perhaps it was the nose. The eyebrows. The intricate pores and whiskers on the top of her lip and cheeks. But… either way, it was too late to back out now. She was good enough.

‘Jessica?’ Lester asked.

Jessica retreated a little. ‘Steven?’

‘Yes,’ he lied. ‘That’s me.’

‘Have you got the money?’

Lester gasped. ‘Already? We haven’t even got to know one another yet.’

‘I like to make sure my clients have the money first. It makes good business sense.’

‘Now that I can agree with,’ Lester said, smiling. He reached for his back pocket, produced his wallet and pulled out a cheque. It was made out for five hundred pounds. ‘Half for you. Half for the man who made the deal.

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