Page 10 of Rune
“How’d you talk her out of it?”
“I didn’t. Perish and Dezi showed up, so I grabbed her and the gun and stopped them from seeing what was going on.”
“Didn’t want her dead. Though, I doubt Dezi or Perish would have shot first.”
“Didn’t wanna take a chance. She was in no shape to make a rational decision. It would have been risky.”
“Let me guess, she got away before you could get any information about her.”
“Yep. All I got is this,” I said, reaching to pull out the gun. “And that she was parked down the block. There should be somefootage you can get. Like I said, she’s no mastermind. I doubt she knew enough to cover or change out her plates.”
“Alright. I’ll get on it. What’d she look like?”
“Dressed all in black. Tall, kind of athletic, but still feminine. Dark hair pulled back.”
“Got it. Say I find her name quickly, you want that right away, or do you want me to draft up a file on her first?”
“Name and address as soon as you can.”
“Got it. I’ll start as soon as you head out.”
“Thanks. I’ll get you cash as soon as I get to the bank.”
“I know you’re good for it.” Junior paused, watching me for a second. “You alright?”
“Yeah. I mean… as alright as you can be after a stranger pulls a gun on you, I guess.”
“Why not tell the club?”
“Because there are things about my past that the club doesn’t know.”
“I figured that. But your brother was right there with you.”
“And I’ll bring him on it if I need to. I’ll bring the whole club, if that’s necessary. But I want to do the information-gathering stage on my own without a bunch of noise to worry about.”
“I get that.”
“How long do you think it will take?”
“If I can get the plates, not long at all.”
“If you can’t?”
“Longer. I mean, not being a pro is good in you not being dead right now. But it’s bad in that I would have no mugshots to run off of, no chatter about her online. Chances are, though, I will get the plates. In which case, I will likely have what you need by tonight.”
“Great. I’ll let you get to it then.”
The squeak of his chair told me he followed me to the door.
“Hey.”
“Yeah?” I asked, turning.
“You sure you’re good?”
I sucked in a breath and let it out slowly.
“Yeah. Yeah, I’m alright. I’ll be better when I have some answers.”
