Shadow Of Misgivings by Nora Kane (classic books to read TXT) 📗

she put her hand down the boot with her right. She pinched the wound and Mal jerked awake as she drew the twenty-five caliber pistol he stashed there.

“I told you,” the cowboy said with a shrug.

Mal’s jerking around distracted him just enough so that he didn’t see she had the gun until it was pointed at him.

“Drop the gun and put your face on the floor,” Margot told him as she got to her feet.

The Cowboy kept the gun at his side, but he didn’t drop it.

“What are you going to do with that little thing? Don’t be stupid...”

Margot shot him in the chest. She fired twice, but The Cowboy was still breathing. She aimed for his head and fired twice more. One shot grazed his cheek, but the other caught him in the neck. Blood was spurting out of his split Jugular vein, but he was still trying to raise his pistol.

Margot pulled the trigger twice more. Mal’s Saturday Night Special only held five rounds, so the second pull didn’t produce any results. Shot number five hit him in the chest.

The Cowboy stumbled as the rapid blood loss caught up with him. He tried to raise his gun again. If he managed to do it this time, there was nothing Margot could do to stop him.

The Cowboy fell to the carpet before he could take aim.

Margot pried his gun out of his dead hand and ran to her sister. Mal had said he’d killed The Cowboy’s other man, but she needed to be sure.

There was no one in the other bedroom but her sister. Margot left her there and went to the front door. Two uniformed officers were standing by Melanie's car. Another two were standing by the front door, which they must have kicked in.  They all looked confused.

Margot put down the gun and called out, “Wrong house!”

She went back inside and freed her sister. By the time she got her loose, the house was filled with cops, including Radcliff and Ames, who must have arrived while she was freeing Melanie.

“Are you okay?” Radcliff asked.

“I’ve been worse. Mal is in the other bedroom, he’s been shot.”

A uniformed cop poked his head in the bedroom and said, “Is Mal the guy dressed like a cowboy?”

“No, he’s the other one.”

“What other one?”

Chapter 11

A week later

Margot was sitting at her new desk when Detective Rick Radcliff came in and sat down across from her.

“I don’t think you have an appointment.”

Radcliff smiled, “Do you like meeting clients here instead of at the bar?”

“I actually haven’t met any clients yet. I’m doing some leg work for Shaw while I learn the ropes around here. Is this business or pleasure?”

“Seeing you is always a pleasure.”

“You didn’t answer my question.”

“I was on this side of town and thought I’d drop in and take you to lunch, if you have the time.”

“I do.”

“I also thought I’d tell you Marv is up and awake.”

“Did you tell him I told you about the bodies?”

“I don’t think you have to worry about him being sore about that. After we explained how Manny tipped off Brantley and then had his boy try to delay you so he could get there, Marv wasn’t feeling much loyalty to his old M.C.”

“He talked?”

“Yeah. A lot. Hell, he was ready to talk before we even got to the part about how Manny was going to hand Mal over to The Cowboy.”

“Speaking of Mal, any word on him?”

“Still in the wind. I suppose I don’t blame him. When the body count gets that high, self-defense becomes a hard sell even if it's true. Especially if you stuff three of them into freezers and take off. You going to look for him?”

“No. What would I do if I found him? Turn him in? I’m playing it straight from now on. I’m leaving Mal out there until either you find him or he turns himself in. Makes it a lot easier not to make a bad decision.”

Radcliff nodded. “Probably the best way to go.”

“Did anybody ever find out if someone at Norco tipped the cowboy off?”

“Those guys don’t talk much, but a dude with a cartel connection made a call to the burner phone we found on The Cowboy. All he said was ‘say hi to Marquez,’ but I’m guessing it was some kind of code.”

“I noticed you still called him ‘The Cowboy.’”

“Yeah, a name has been hard to come by. The guy doesn’t seem to exist.”

“I guess as long as he stays nonexistent, it doesn’t really matter.”

“You really going to try to play it straight? Stay out of trouble?”

“Yeah.”

Radcliff smiled. Margot got the feeling he didn’t believe her.

Books by Nora Kane

1. Secrets of Woodcrest Manor

2. Wolverine Harbor Novellas Series

Book 1 - The Veil of Deceit

Book 2 - The Veil of Envy

Book 3 - The Veil of Vengeance

3. Emmy Grimm Series

Book 1 - Lured

Book 2 - Chased

Book 3 - Blindsided

4. Margot Harris Series

Book 1 - Shadow of Greed

Book 2 - Shadow of Pretense

Book 3 - Shadow of Suspicion

Book 4 - Shadow of Betrayal

Book 5 - Shadow of Misgivings

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