Wyatt by Garry Disher

Author:Garry Disher
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FIC000000, FIC050000
ISBN: 9781921776892
Publisher: The Text Publishing Company
Published: 2010-05-15T16:00:00+00:00

Le Page was loading the images from his digital camera onto Henri’s office computer. ‘It was the woman?’

‘Yes.’

‘Now that you have heard her a second time, did you recognise her voice?’

‘No.’

‘You’re certain it was not Danielle.’

‘Positive,’ Furneaux said.

His control brittle after the day’s debacles, Le Page tried some slow breathing, tried telling himself things weren’t all bad. They’d lost the bonds, but now looked like getting them back. The Turkish widow had called his bluff—phoned her sons to come and turf him out—but he’d had the sense not to pull his gun or his knife. He’d lost the man with the clipboard, but had his photograph. And he’d learned who owned the house with the white door.

He leaned over the desk and reached past Henri to scroll through the images. ‘This is the house. According to a neighbour, it belongs to a man named Edward Oberin.’

‘Oberin, Oberin. I’ve heard of him,’ Henri said, ‘but I’d always thought he was a fence, a back room kind of guy.’

‘Here we have Danielle knocking on his door. Some time later, this man appeared.’

Le Page operated the zoom function until the face filled the screen, a dark force in the room. ‘I have no idea who that is,’ Henri said, flinching a little.

Le Page grunted. ‘You can put together one hundred and twenty thousand dollars?’

‘Yes, but—’

‘Tomorrow morning you will gather this amount and wait for instructions.’

‘Christ, we’re not paying, are we?’

‘We need to get close,’ snarled Le Page, ‘if we want the bonds and the money.’

Henri Furneaux’s courage had been ebbing all day. Now it came creeping back. ‘Okay.’

‘Sorry, sorry,’ Joe said, barging in and looking hot and bothered. Seeing Le Page there he blanched and retreated. ‘Sorry. I’ll come back.’

Le Page grabbed his wrist and yanked on it. ‘Sorry for what?’

Joe swallowed. ‘I think Danielle’s done a runner.’

Le Page didn’t care about that. He pointed at the monitor screen. ‘Do you know this man?’

Joe peered, recoiled. ‘Jesus, that’s Wyatt.’

‘Who is Wyatt?’

Joseph launched into a nervy explanation but, at the end of it, all Le Page had was a name and the configurations of a myth.

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