Captive Justice: A Private Investigator Mystery Series (A Jake & Annie Lincoln Thriller Book 4) by Rayven T. Hill Page A
Authors: Rayven T. Hill
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I’m going to let you make a choice. When you get to the next intersection, you may either go right or left, but don’t tell me which way, just turn.”
Jake eased up to the intersection and turned right. “Ok, I’ve turned.”
“Keep going, slowly.”
What was he up to? This made no sense. Jake continued to drive for a couple of minutes.
“Now, turn again at the next street, either way, left or right.”
Jake spun the wheel to the left onto a narrow street. “I’ve turned.”
“Perfect. Now, take a right at the next street.”
Jake turned to the right.
“And now, a left turn.”
Jake understood now. If the police tried to calculate the location he was heading, they would be confused, but somehow the kidnapper knew where Jake was going.
“Keep driving, Jake. You may go faster now, but keep to the speed limit please.”
Jake drove for several minutes. He was heading out of the city. Soon, the buildings grew scarcer until he was on a two-lane road, heading north.
The voice on the phone interrupted him. “You’ll take a left at the next road, at the traffic lights. Let me know when you have turned.”
Jake knew the area. A narrow road intersected the one he was on a few hundred feet ahead. He eased up to the intersection. The light was green and he spun the steering wheel.
“I’ve turned left.”
The road was rough and narrow and he drove carefully for a couple of minutes, dodging potholes and bulging pavement, as he eased up the tree-lined road.
“Stop. Pull over.”
Jake pulled the Firebird to a stop.
“Get out of the vehicle with the briefcase and throw it over the fence to your right.”
Jake dragged the case and stepped from the vehicle. He held the handle of the briefcase and swung. The case sailed through the air and landed in a patch of weeds over the fence.
“You may leave now.”
Jake took a glance in all directions, struggling to see through the darkness of the trees on either side of the road. Nothing moved. If the kidnapper was around, he was well hidden.
“Jake, you’re to leave now.”
Jake knew he was being watched from somewhere. He took another quick glance and stepped back inside his car.
“Toss the phone into the ditch.”
Jake did as he was told, dropped the shifter into gear, spun the car around and headed back to the city.
He was disappointed they had no indication of who the kidnapper was, but he’d done his job and he prayed for the safe return of Mrs. Gould.
Chapter 15
Wednesday, August 31st, 8:11 PM
ANNIE WAS CURLED up in her favorite chair in the living room, stealing frequent glances through the front window while attempting to concentrate on her book.
Jake had called a few minutes ago to let her know he was ok and he would fill her in on the rest when he got home. Hank was on his way as well.
She’d been concerned about Jake, but knowing he was safe, her worries turned to Mrs. Gould and of course, Dr. Gould, whom she imagined was pacing about anxiously waiting for his wife’s homecoming.
A familiar roar sounded outside and Annie watched Jake pull the Firebird into the driveway. Hank parked by the curb, joined Jake and together they strode up the path to the front door.
“We’re here,” Jake called, as he stepped inside. He peeked into the living room and grinned. Annie came to meet him and wrapped herself around him. “I’m ok,” he said, giving her a quick kiss.
Annie greeted Hank and asked, “Any news about Mrs. Gould?”
Hank shook his head slowly. “She hasn’t been heard from yet.”
“I’m worried about that,” Jake said. “I assumed he would let me know where she is once I dropped off the money.”
“Unfortunately, we’re at his mercy and there was no choice but to deliver the money,” Hank said. “I have people on it right now. King was downtown in the area where the cell phone was found, knocking on doors, but I’ve sent him and several officers to the place where Jake tossed
Jake eased up to the intersection and turned right. “Ok, I’ve turned.”
“Keep going, slowly.”
What was he up to? This made no sense. Jake continued to drive for a couple of minutes.
“Now, turn again at the next street, either way, left or right.”
Jake spun the wheel to the left onto a narrow street. “I’ve turned.”
“Perfect. Now, take a right at the next street.”
Jake turned to the right.
“And now, a left turn.”
Jake understood now. If the police tried to calculate the location he was heading, they would be confused, but somehow the kidnapper knew where Jake was going.
“Keep driving, Jake. You may go faster now, but keep to the speed limit please.”
Jake drove for several minutes. He was heading out of the city. Soon, the buildings grew scarcer until he was on a two-lane road, heading north.
The voice on the phone interrupted him. “You’ll take a left at the next road, at the traffic lights. Let me know when you have turned.”
Jake knew the area. A narrow road intersected the one he was on a few hundred feet ahead. He eased up to the intersection. The light was green and he spun the steering wheel.
“I’ve turned left.”
The road was rough and narrow and he drove carefully for a couple of minutes, dodging potholes and bulging pavement, as he eased up the tree-lined road.
“Stop. Pull over.”
Jake pulled the Firebird to a stop.
“Get out of the vehicle with the briefcase and throw it over the fence to your right.”
Jake dragged the case and stepped from the vehicle. He held the handle of the briefcase and swung. The case sailed through the air and landed in a patch of weeds over the fence.
“You may leave now.”
Jake took a glance in all directions, struggling to see through the darkness of the trees on either side of the road. Nothing moved. If the kidnapper was around, he was well hidden.
“Jake, you’re to leave now.”
Jake knew he was being watched from somewhere. He took another quick glance and stepped back inside his car.
“Toss the phone into the ditch.”
Jake did as he was told, dropped the shifter into gear, spun the car around and headed back to the city.
He was disappointed they had no indication of who the kidnapper was, but he’d done his job and he prayed for the safe return of Mrs. Gould.
Chapter 15
Wednesday, August 31st, 8:11 PM
ANNIE WAS CURLED up in her favorite chair in the living room, stealing frequent glances through the front window while attempting to concentrate on her book.
Jake had called a few minutes ago to let her know he was ok and he would fill her in on the rest when he got home. Hank was on his way as well.
She’d been concerned about Jake, but knowing he was safe, her worries turned to Mrs. Gould and of course, Dr. Gould, whom she imagined was pacing about anxiously waiting for his wife’s homecoming.
A familiar roar sounded outside and Annie watched Jake pull the Firebird into the driveway. Hank parked by the curb, joined Jake and together they strode up the path to the front door.
“We’re here,” Jake called, as he stepped inside. He peeked into the living room and grinned. Annie came to meet him and wrapped herself around him. “I’m ok,” he said, giving her a quick kiss.
Annie greeted Hank and asked, “Any news about Mrs. Gould?”
Hank shook his head slowly. “She hasn’t been heard from yet.”
“I’m worried about that,” Jake said. “I assumed he would let me know where she is once I dropped off the money.”
“Unfortunately, we’re at his mercy and there was no choice but to deliver the money,” Hank said. “I have people on it right now. King was downtown in the area where the cell phone was found, knocking on doors, but I’ve sent him and several officers to the place where Jake tossed
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