CHAPTER 56
ANNABELLE WAITED OUTSIDE until her father returned from the nearby grocery store with Caleb. Without a word of explanation she told Paddy to follow her back to her hotel in his truck. When they got there she led her father up to her room.
Annabelle’s mind was racing. She’d been counting on Stone to help her. And now the man had simply abandoned her, literally closing the door in her face. She should never have trusted him. She should’ve learned by now that you could only count on yourself.
“Annie?” Paddy finally said. “Talk to me, girl, what the hell’s going on?”
She looked over at her father as though she’d forgotten he was even there. “What’s going on is we just got screwed. The help I thought we were going to get with Bagger isn’t coming.”
“No cavalry?”
“No cavalry.”
“The guy named Oliver. Reuben told me a bit about him. Is he the guy who was going to help us do it?”
“Yes, but he’s not going to anymore. He apparently has more pressing business.”
He slapped the arm of his chair. “Now what?”
“Now we run. Bagger will have the airports and train station watched, but he doesn’t have enough manpower to cover the roads. We’ll need to dump your truck. Then we’ll be on our way.”
“On our way where?”
“Does it matter? So long as it’s not here?”
“And we just let Jerry walk away?”
“Better than him carrying us away, don’t you think? We live to fight another day.” As soon as she said the words she glanced at her father. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean . . .”
“I don’t have another day. I either do it now, or I don’t do it at all.”
“I told you, we don’t have the cavalry.”
“Then I’ll think of something else.”
“You can’t take on Jerry by yourself.”
“I’ve got you, don’t I?”
She looked out the window, shaking her head. “Do you know how long it took me to plan my hit on Jerry?”
“Probably longer than I’ve got left. But I’m not walking away from this. I can’t walk away from this.”
“Yesterday you weren’t doing anything to go after Jerry. What’s changed?”
He rose and gripped her arm. “What’s changed is you. Now you know I was in jail when your mum got killed. I’m still a son of a bitch, but not as big of a one as you thought.”
“What are you saying, that you’re doing this for me?”
“No, I mean, not just you. I’m doing it for Tammy, because she didn’t deserve to die like that. And I’m doing it for me, because Bagger took the only person I ever really loved from me.”
Annabelle pulled her arm free and looked away.
“I didn’t mean it that way, Annabelle.”
She pointed to the scar on her face. “Let’s just say I never had any delusions that you actually loved me.”
Paddy reached his hand out to touch her face but she jerked back.
“I had no right to do that,” he said. “But I was teaching you a lesson I never wanted you to forget. You blew that claim at the casino. Sure, you were young, and the young make mistakes. But I’ll wager you never made that mistake again, did you?”
“No.”
“I never gave a shit about any of the crews I worked with. Hell, I never bothered giving any of ’em a scar. If they made a mistake I let ’em know it, sure. But I didn’t give a damn if they screwed up down the road with somebody else and got their knees broken for the trouble.”
“So, my scar was what, tough love?”
“Your mum never wanted you to get into the con. But we were shorthanded that summer and it was my idea to use you. You caught on fast, faster than I did at your age. Ten years later you were better than I ever was. Moved on to the long cons while I was still doing my three-card monte on street corners. For chump change.”
“That was your choice.”
“No, not really. Plain fact was I wasn’t good enough to do the long. They say you’re either born to it or not. I wasn’t.”
“Okay, where does that leave things? You can’t do the long and the long is what it’ll take to get to Jerry.”
“I can’t do it without you, Annabelle. But if you won’t help me, I’m going to try anyway.”
“If you do, he’ll kill you.”
“I’m dead anyway. And I doubt even Jerry could come up with a more painful way to die than what I’ve got ahead of me.”
“You are really complicating my life.”
“Will you help me?”
Annabelle didn’t answer him.
“Look, can’t you talk to your friend again? Maybe he’ll reconsider.”
Annabelle was about to say no, but hesitated. What she was thinking was she might go back to Stone’s cottage. If he was there she could make another pitch for help. But if he wasn’t there, which she suspected was the case, Annabelle would just take all of the “files” that Stone had compiled on her and her problems with Jerry. She didn’t want any of that just lying around for someone, cops or bad guys, to find.
“I’ll give it another shot.”
As she walked down to her car she realized she couldn’t just leave her father to deal with Jerry alone. Which meant they would both end up dying.
Some choice.
CHAPTER 57
AFTER ANNABELLE AND PADDY HAD LEFT, Stone put Caleb in a taxi with some old clothes of his and gave the driver the address of a hotel nearby.
“Oliver, why can’t I stay here?” Caleb said, obviously frightened.
“That would not be smart. I’ll call you later.”
It was only when the cab had driven away and he was finally alone that Stone started thinking about what he’d done to Annabelle.
“I abandoned her,” he said. “After I promised to help. After I told her to stay.” Yet what could he do? And anyway, she’d probably be on a flight within a few hours, on her way to that South Pacific island. She’d be safe there.
But what if she didn’t run? What if she stubbornly decided to go after Bagger anyway? With no support? She’d said she needed the cavalry. Could he still deliver that to her?
The next instant the phone rang. It was Reuben. He said, “Nothing from my contacts at DIA, Oliver. They didn’t know about the cemetery thing. But Milton did find something on the Net. Here, I’ll put him on.”
Milton’s voice came over the phone. “It wasn’t much, Oliver, but there was breaking news about a grave being dug up at Arlington. No one from the government would comment.”