The Guilty (Will Robie 4)
“If you say so,” replied Reel, looking troubled by his response.
Robie slid on his seat belt. “I do.”
Chapter
45
SO WHERE IS she?” Robie asked.
They were standing in front of the Chisums’ residence about two miles out of downtown Cantrell. Lester Chisum, Sara’s father, was facing them looking pale and nervous.
“I don’t know. We haven’t seen her since we went to bed last night. She must have snuck out after that.”
“She snuck out all right,” said Robie. “But then she came back. And obviously left again.”
“How do you know that?” demanded Chisum.
“So you didn’t see her when she got home late last night?” asked Robie, ignoring the man’s question.
“No, but I spoke with Emma this mornin’. She said Sara looked really wiped out. Scared, even.”
“Did she say anything to Emma?”
“I don’t know.”
“Where is she?”
“Inside.”
“We need to talk to her,” said Robie.
“Why? And why are you even here?” demanded Chisum. “What do you have to do with any of this?”
“Sara has gotten herself into something bad, Mr. Chisum. There was an incident last night. Folks ended up dead. I was there. I saved your daughter’s life.”
Robie felt no need to mention that Sara had set him up and then gotten double-crossed. Her father looked stunned enough by what he’d said.
“I…I can’t believe this.”
“You can call Deputy Taggert if you want. Or Sheriff Monda. They’ll tell you. And you should call them anyway and tell them that Sara is missing. Because this is not good, not after last night. I know for a fact that the police drove Sara home last night after she got medical attention for an injury. She was not supposed to leave here.”
“Omigod,” said Chisum. He grabbed the porch rail. “She didn’t wake us up. She didn’t say anythin’.”
“She was told not to. Now can we talk to Emma?” asked Robie.
Chisum slowly nodded and led them inside.
A couple minutes later Robie and Reel followed Emma out the back door and into the small yard that was remarkable for nothing other than a massive Spanish moss-draped oak that held court in the center of the dying grass.
They sat at an old, rotting wooden picnic table.
Emma faced them calmly, her hands clasped primly in front of her.
Robie looked at her closely. “What can you tell us about Sara?”
“What do you want to know?”
“Everything you can tell us. Did you see or hear her leave?”
“No. But she came in late last night lookin’ all scared and beat up. She had a bandage on her head.”
“Did she say anything to you?”
“Only to shut the hell up when I asked what she’d been up to.”
“Why were you up when she got home?” asked Reel.
Emma swiveled her gaze to Reel. “You know, information is not free.”
“Your sister could be in serious trouble,” Robie pointed out.
“Okay. But it’s still not free.”
“So the money I gave you before?” said Robie.
“Was in payment for what I told you before.”
“Don’t you care about your remaining sister?” asked Robie.
“Sure. As much as she’s cared about me. Which is jackshit. Same for Janet. They couldn’t’ve given a crap if I died. Why should I care? They hated me! Treated me like I was nothin’.”
Robie pulled out five twenties. “Then tell us what you know.”
Emma reached out and tried to snatch the money, but Robie held on to it. “This time,” he said, “I’ll decide if the information is worth the cash.” He eyed Reel. “And she’s my witness that nothing untoward is going on.”
Reel raised an eyebrow at this statement but didn’t comment.
Emma sneered, “Well, maybe she wants a threesome. Do you classify that as untoward?”
“No,” said Reel calmly. “And you’re wasting our time.”
“Okay, do you want to know what I know or not?” snapped Emma.
“We do,” said Robie.
Emma looked triumphant until Reel spoke.
“Come on, we don’t really need her, Robie.”
“What?” said Robie, looking surprised.
“Let’s look at this logically. They killed Janet. They’ve taken Sara because they think she knew something that Janet knew. When they find out Sara doesn’t know anything they’ll come back for the kid sister. We keep watch over her, and when they come and take her we’ll be able to follow. And when they slit her throat or put a bullet in her head, we can nail them, right then and there. And it saves you paying this piece of crap a hundred bucks.”
“You really think so?” said Robie.
“These are guys. All guys think girls talk to each other. They’ll come back for the kid for sure.”
“You’re just tryin’ to scare me,” said Emma smugly.
Reel shrugged. “We don’t need to. They killed one sister. They’ve probably got Sara now. They’ll kill her too, like they tried to do last night.”
“What?” said Emma, looking startled.
“Robie, I’m telling you, let’s just ride this out. We can use her as bait to get to them. Just like they used Sara last night to get to you. They tried to kill you. I say we return the favor. You only killed three last night. I shot another four. But there were quite a few of them left.”
“You…killed…people,” Emma said slowly.
Robie shot a glance at Emma and then said sharply to Reel, “Just shut up about them. You know what the cops said.”
“Look, I’m just trying to do you a favor and save you some bucks at the same time. She’s not worth risking your life for, that’s for sure. She’s just bait. She’ll die, but then we kill them.”
“I don’t know,” said Robie doubtfully.
Emma said in a shocked tone, “You’re talkin’ about killing people and then lettin’ me die like…like…”
“—like you don’t matter,” finished Reel. “Yeah, that’s right. Because you don’t.”
She rose. “I’ll take the first watch, Robie. I doubt they’ll try anything during the day, but you never know.”
Robie slipped the bills back into his pocket. “Okay, I guess you’re right.”
He started to rise, too.
“Wait, wait!” exclaimed Emma.
They both looked at her.
Reel said, “What!”
“You can’t just let them come and take me.”
“Why not?”
“I’m just a kid.”
“I could not give a crap,” said Reel casually. “When I was your age no one cared about me. Why should you be any different?”
Emma’s hard exterior completely collapsed. “Please, I can tell you about Sara.”
Reel held up her hand. “Just don’t even go there. I’ve listened to enough of your bullshit. You know zip about anything other than how to con somebody. And we’re not buying.”
She turned to leave but Emma gripped her arm.
“I do know things. I know what Sara was up to. I heard her.”
Reel peeled the girl’s fingers off her arm, then sat across from her.
“Okay, listen up. This is your last chance. You try to juke us now, we are out of here and you are dead. Do we understand each other?”
Emma’s lips trembled but she nodded her head.
Reel looked at Robie.