Blood Brook by Robert F. Clifton (classic romance novels .TXT) 📖

Turnkey.

Captain Wallace walked into the interrogation room. Once again Marcus Schiller sat at the same table as he had before, “I've been told that you want to talk to me. Has Sergeant Stiles informed you of your right to remain silent?”said Wallace.

“ Yeah, but can I have my medicine first?”

“No, first I want to see just how co-operative you are”.

“Fine, what do you want to know?”

“Let's start with Abraham Volpe”.

“What about him?'

“How long have you known him?'

“I don't know, eight, maybe ten years, a long time”.

“How and when did you meet?”

“I met him when I was doing time in Rahway”.

“How did that come about?”

“I was friends with his brother, Adam Grisle”.

“Go on”.

“When I got out I looked him up. I was hoping that maybe he could get me a job where he worked”.

“At Gas-Pro?”

“Yeah”.

“And then what?”

“He said because I had a record the boss wouldn't hire me”.

“So, what did you do then?”

“Sold drugs on the street, broke into places looking for cash or anything I could sell later”.

“During this time were you still in contact with Vope?”

“No. I heard that Grisle was snuffed in prison. I went out there to Shamong to tell him how sorry I was that he had lost his brother”.

“And?”

“Volpe had changed. Now, he was full of hate. He kept telling me that his brother got screwed in court. He said that if he had been convicted of manslaughter chances were that he would never had been sent to Rahway. He had information that two women on the jury were responsible for the murder conviction”.

“Those being Greta Shoemaker and Dorothy Timberlake?”

“You got it”.

“How did he know that?”

“They told him”.

“ They told him? How?”

“Volpe serviced their propane. He got them into a conversation about crime and killings and I guess they mentioned that they were on the jury that convicted Adam Grisle”.

“And shortly after, he planned to get revenge?

“Yeah, he said that he'd pay me five grand for each hit. I needed the funds so I agreed to do it. It was his idea that I would pretend to be delivering packages. When the women opened the door, the rest was easy”.

“And you beat them to death with the valve wheel wrench”.

“If that's what it's called. Yeah”.

“Where's Volpe now?”

“Beats the hell out of me”.

“Did you get the money?”

“No”.

“Anything else?”

“Can I have the medicine now?”

“After you sign some papers”.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Chapter Eight

Down Under

 

 

At the Los Angeles Airport Captain Robert Wallace was paged while in the first class, Quantas lounge. When he took the telephone call he heard the voice of Frank Stiles. “Cap, they got Volpe”.

“Where?”

“Orange Texas. U.S. Marshall’s. He's fighting extradition”.

“That's a mere formality. Are you going to go get him?”

“No. It seems that Gallagher is sending his people”.

“That figures. He'll look good in the press and on television.”

“Actually, it's fine with me. It gives me more time To study for the test”.

“Hey, I hope by the time I get back you're a Lieutenant”.

“Me too. Have a great vacation and say hello to Doc Edwards for me”.

“I will. Good by”.

On the flight from Honolulu to Sydney, Wallace leaned back in his seat with his eyes closed listening to music piped in on the stereo system. For lunch he was served poached snapper in coconut milk. He read magazines, talked, watched a movie, “Walk About”, a film about two Australian children lost in the Outback. Then, He took a nap. He woke, went to the rest room ,refreshed himself with cold water to the face and returned to his seat. For dinner he selected the beef filet with green beans, potato and cabbage gratin. It seemed to him that he had been in the air forever. To kill time he thought again about the types of fish Doc had said they would be after. As a result Wallace was looking forward to catching Spanish mackerel, long tail tuna, and something he had never heard of a barramundi .Finally, the “Fasten Your Seat Belt” sign came on along with the voice of the stewardess. Then the plane landed and it was a mad rush to another concourse to board the plane that would take them to Perth.

A few hours later Robert Wallace walked slowly through the concourse assigned to Sky West Airlines. As he walked he had difficulty trying to place his pass port into his shoulder bag. Finally, he stopped and put the document safely inside. Beginning to walk again he began looking for Doc Edwards and Sharon. Since there were many people waiting for others on the same flight it was difficult to see them in the crowd. Then, he heard a familiar voice. “Robert! Over here!” He turned to the sound and saw Doc with one hand in the air. Making his way to where Doc and Sharon stood. With a firm handshake and an embrace Wallace said, “Hello you old fart”. “Hello yourself, pecker head”, Edwards answered. Turning to Sharon Wallace said “Hello beautiful”, as he leaned down and kissed her on the cheek.

“Don't be giving me all of that. Where is she?”, asked Sharon.

“In the ladies restroom. She had to pee”.

“I'm still angry with you”.

“Why?”

“I still don't know how to set up the sleeping arrangements”.

“Why don't you ask her. Here she comes now”.

“Mary! Oh Mary. What a wonderful surprise”, said Sharon as the two women hugged and kissed.

Doc Edwards looked at Wallace and smiled. “Bout time you got some brains”, he said.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Publication Date: 05-14-2015

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