Gary Richardson

Green Mountain Breakdown

Author of the Bill Parker
Mystery Series
Bill Parker likes to help his friends when they ask. These requests seem very innocent in the beginning and then he finds that things are not as straightforward as he thought. With the aid of his bright and determined wife, Addie, Parker provides this assistance gladly but discovers that danger has become his constant companion. He is not brilliant, but he is honorable, stubborn, practical, and brave. That's Bill Parker.





  Parker decided to change the subject. “Where’s your boss? I assumed he’d be here. Then I could talk with him, too.” It was an inane way to change directions, he knew, but he didn’t  trust this screwball to remain stable for too  long. “He left about 7:00 AM this morning. He’d been trying to reach somebody all night. He got no answers, I guess. So, he left, and in a hell of a rush, too. As I think about it, I guess he must have wanted to reach his helicopter – yes, we have one of those, too, Parker. We’re very well equipped, you know. He’ll be back any time now, I think. However, you won’t be able to talk to him, I’m afraid.” 

He motioned with his silenced pistol. “Now, out the door. And no sudden movements, please.” He looked at Parker, who was standing askew, keeping as much of his weight off one leg as he could. “Parker, you look a little like that leaning tower thing, or whatever. Bad leg, I think? You’d better not be trying to make me think you’re not dangerous. I have my Master’s degree in sniffing out that sort of crap, and I’m not lying about it. Now, move out, both of you,” and he motioned to Jan.  As they stepped through the door and into the darkness outside,  Parker thought that he might have an advantage. The night would make a lot of things easier for him and Jan and he’d be looking for it. That thought dissipated when Mr. X switched on the outside lights as he stepped through the door.  The two lights, one on each side of the door, were not bright. The bulbs were obviously undersized for the job of illuminating the outside area behind the barn.

Parker continued to look around the cones of light produced by the inadequate lamps. Beyond the splotches of light was blackness. Jan Evlin had not said a word. Parker thought that she was numb and wasn’t understanding what this crazy man was about to do to them.  “Jan,” Parker said quietly, “are you okay?” She nodded vacantly, first looking at Parker and then the pistol. Parker knew that his question was totally dumb. If she doesn’t understand, that’s probably better, he thought. “When do you expect your boss to be back? He may not be very happy when he learns that you’ve harmed us,” Parker said, as equably as he could. “I think he’ll give me a bonus for getting rid of you, Parker. And I don’t think he cares about the woman at all.” “What does he mean, Mr. Parker? Is he going to kill us?” asked Jan. Her voice was showing her panic as she seemed to understand what all this preparation work meant. “I’m afraid so, missy,” Mr. X said, “but it will be. . . ”

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