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The lights went out, then on again.
When they came up, it was like nothing had happened. Every occupant of the crowded bar seemed frozen in place, then reanimated in the same instant, laughing nervously, scraping stools, grabbing napkins.
Except, noted plainclothes detective Raine, the man she’d been following. He had disappeared.
That meant he had accomplices. And she must have missed a signal to them.
She had to think, and quickly. Fist Adams now had a lead of several seconds, and it was growing.
In the long evening tailing him through seedier and seedier sections of town, then back into a working-class neighborhood, she became convinced he was leading her to his headquarters. When he’d slipped into this bar without a single glance backward, she sensed the first stroke of luck on this case.
Had he known she was there all along?
A minute ago, he’d been standing at a table toward the back of the room. She’d been nursing a beer at the liquor bar near the front with one eye on the mirror, keeping track of Fist, and the other on the outside door. It hadn’t opened in the last few minutes. He couldn’t have ducked under the bar. So, assuming no trap door under his table—that would be ingenious—he must have headed for the rear corridor. Did it lead to restrooms and a storage room, or a set of stairs to the same?
She put on a show of downing the last of her beer, grinned at the bartender, and made for the restroom sign.
Smart story. Everyone should have this personal security at the ready. Nice work, Marta!
Great to read you Marta!
Cleanly written, tight without being stupidly so, keeps the interest. My only complaint is - where's the rest of it? I want to know what happens next! ;)
Ditto: Do I have to subscribe to read the rest.
I liked the story, but it left me hanging?? Why the tail in the first place? What was the crime? and she was still in the rest room when it ended?
Good story
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