Page 83 of Nave
“True. You have, what, six or eight weeks?”
Hopefully by then, I would be close to closing on a house too. It would give us plenty of time to settle in, for Lolly to do some nesting.
“So, anyway, just make sure you keep clothes on when you come out of the motorhome when you’re sleeping over. Nobody wants to see… all that,” she said, waving at my body in general.
“I don’t know if sleeping here is possible. She’s sleeping on a twin-sized bed.”
“True. Well, make sure she knows you’re leaving. Don’t be a dick.”
“Your faith in me is truly humbling, Kit.” I pressed a hand to my heart.
“Just gotta keep it real. And you bikers can be dense sometimes.”
I said a quick goodbye to Lolly, promising to drop by with dinner later, then made my way across town to drop in on Junior.
I hadn’t heard from him.
And I was starting to worry that was a very bad thing.
“Nave,” he said after letting me inside. “I was wondering when I’d hear from you.”
“I was wondering why I hadn’t heard from you.”
He gestured toward the couch before dropping into his office chair and swiveling to face me.
“However skilled you thought this man was, it’s more. He’s… a scary fuck.”
“From a surveillance standpoint?” I clarified.
“Well, that, sure. But it’s more than that. His hands are… dirty as fuck.”
“I know you probably can’t know him like this, but his hands can’t be dirty.”
“Oh, the OCD thing? Judging by the cartfuls of cleaning supplies I’ve seen him buy, yeah, I guessed as much. But no. He’s not driving in a knife or anything. Still, he’s got bodies.”
“How?”
“Remember that woman you mentioned? The one you said Lolly saw him stalking?”
“Yeah.”
“She was married with a couple kids. I guess he got sick of seeing her with another man.”
“He killed him.”
“Yeah.”
“How?”
“Hacked into the smart controls in his car. Locked up his steering wheel and put out his brakes. On a curving path a few miles from his home. Sent him flying over a cliff.”
“Jesus. I didn’t know that was possible.”
“It’s fucked up what you can do to a car remotely if you know what you’re doing. Did a bunch of work on mine and Shale’s when we got new cars.”
“When you have some time, would you mind looking at Lolly’s new car then too?”
“Sure. To keep her away from that sick fuck, I’d be happy to help.”
