Pocket-47 (A Nicholas Colt Thriller)
“I rented a car at LAX, drove a hundred miles northwest, and checked into the Super 8 Motel in Lompoc. I hadn’t been to California in years, but it was still as beautiful as I remembered.
Brittney Ryan’s ashes were in my suitcase. Her dental records were never located, but the charred body found along with Donald “Duck” Knight at the Westside apartment was presumed to be hers. Several eyewitnesses had seen them enter the building together.
I took the copper urn from my suitcase, left the motel, drove a few miles south to Jalama Beach County Park. Brittney deserved to rest at “the most beautiful place on the planet.”
The Point Conception lighthouse is surrounded by the Jalama Ranch, a huge span of acreage, and isn’t accessible to the public. The dirt road that leads there from the park is secured with a locked gate and an armed security guard.
But I had connections.
I waited at the gate until Carlos Del Rio drove up in his burgundy Jeep Grand Cherokee. We had agreed to meet there at six... p.m., and he was right on time.MoreLess
Brittney Ryan’s ashes were in my suitcase. Her dental records were never located, but the charred body found along with Donald “Duck” Knight at the Westside apartment was presumed to be hers. Several eyewitnesses had seen them enter the building together.
I took the copper urn from my suitcase, left the motel, drove a few miles south to Jalama Beach County Park. Brittney deserved to rest at “the most beautiful place on the planet.”
The Point Conception lighthouse is surrounded by the Jalama Ranch, a huge span of acreage, and isn’t accessible to the public. The dirt road that leads there from the park is secured with a locked gate and an armed security guard.
But I had connections.
I waited at the gate until Carlos Del Rio drove up in his burgundy Jeep Grand Cherokee. We had agreed to meet there at six... p.m., and he was right on time.MoreLess
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