Wicked Ways: Death At the Dumond (A Cozy Witch Mystery book 1)
“I think I woke him out of a sound sleep. But the thought of taking down the mob intrigued him enough to meet us at a waterfront warehouse.
The dock was lined with thousands of shipping containers. Giant cranes towered over head. A mammoth cargo ship was moored to the dock. The ropes tying it down were thicker than tree trunks. I sat on the loading dock, waiting for Gibbs to arrive. Stryker was hiding somewhere. Gibbs pulled into the entrance and paused. He took a moment to scope things out, th...en drove closer. Headlights flashed across my face as Gibbs pulled up to me.
“Where’s the rat?” Gibbs asked, as he stepped from the car.
“He won’t come out until he’s sure you’re alone.”
Gibbs spun around, scoping out the scene. Stryker could have been anywhere. Gibbs shrugged exaggeratedly as if to say: I’m here. I’m alone.
But Stryker didn’t show.
“Maybe he got cold feet,” Gibbs said.
After another moment, Stryker emerged from behind a row of containers.
Gibbs drew his weapon.MoreLess
The dock was lined with thousands of shipping containers. Giant cranes towered over head. A mammoth cargo ship was moored to the dock. The ropes tying it down were thicker than tree trunks. I sat on the loading dock, waiting for Gibbs to arrive. Stryker was hiding somewhere. Gibbs pulled into the entrance and paused. He took a moment to scope things out, th...en drove closer. Headlights flashed across my face as Gibbs pulled up to me.
“Where’s the rat?” Gibbs asked, as he stepped from the car.
“He won’t come out until he’s sure you’re alone.”
Gibbs spun around, scoping out the scene. Stryker could have been anywhere. Gibbs shrugged exaggeratedly as if to say: I’m here. I’m alone.
But Stryker didn’t show.
“Maybe he got cold feet,” Gibbs said.
After another moment, Stryker emerged from behind a row of containers.
Gibbs drew his weapon.MoreLess
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