Whiteout by Ellison J. T

Author:Ellison, J. T. [Ellison, J. T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery, thriller
ISBN: 9781948967396
Amazon: B017AL87RO
Goodreads: 27309099
Publisher: Two Tales Press
Published: 2015-10-29T07:00:00+00:00

18

0700 Hours

A fuel truck, riding slowly behind a snowplow, arrived at seven in the morning to everyone’s cheers. The fuel was pumped into the basement generators, the lights flickered to life, and a semblance of normality restored. People scattered back to their rooms to get some sleep and check in with loved ones.

Taylor was glad of it; now they could do a proper search, and run a crime scene unit through Stamper and Florian’s rooms.

Cherry and Pierre had been huddled together in a corner of the bar for the past fifteen minutes, backs to the wall, eyes darting to the entrance every few moments, and Taylor wondered what sort of story they were concocting. Self-preservation, preparation, a cover-up, she didn’t know, only that they were both acting like Angelie Delacroix was going to burst through the wall yelling yippie ki-yay and shoot up the place.

Taylor left them alone, paced the bar. Florian’s disappearance was gnawing at her. She wanted to strike off and look for him, but knew how foolish that was, especially if the über-assassin was still on site. They needed manpower, backup, K9 units, the works. Sure enough, fifteen minutes later, the Calvert County Sheriff, a decent-looking man named Evans, arrived, summoned by the report of a murder.

Taylor and Cherry explained the situation. To his credit, he took down their stories with a raised eyebrow and only a few head shakes. He went upstairs, came down with a grim expression, asked Taylor several probing questions, then said, “Lieutenant, glad you were here. Situation might have gotten further out of control. There are more people coming, State Police, FBI, K9. Storm’s holding everyone up. We’re going to need you to give your official statement, so get comfy.”

“Can’t I help? I don’t want to sit around doing nothing.”

“It’s going to take more than two of us to search this place.” He smiled, kindly enough. “You’ve done your part. Why don’t you head to your room and get some rest? I’d lock my door, though my guess is Florian and this Delacroix woman are long gone. Timing wise, the streets were still passable until after midnight. The hotel lobby’s videotape wasn’t recording, so that’s useless. Just need to bring in the troops and get this place searched and processed. You know how it goes.”

Taylor did, and knew her role in the situation was finished. With the jurisdictional cops on scene, she was relegated back to conference attendee and witness. Which was weird.

But Evans had a point. A little sleep wouldn’t go amiss.

She interrupted another confab between Pierre and Cherry.

“Cherry, I’m going to go up to my room. Call me if they find Florian, okay?”

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