Chapter 32
As they made their way to Lake Ontario, Gilles observed inspector Brackenreid's appearance. It wasn't clear to him whether that man would use Slorach's rifle against Decker or his best detective.
-He's been under a lot of pressure.
-I know.
-Dr. Odgen discovered the problem several weeks ago.
-He could not fool him. I had to realize it before.
-He wanted to keep the rest out of their troubles.
-He was wrong. We've always been a team.
-Right. You would have done the same as him...
-I already told him -he whispered, clenching his fists-. Family is our greatest treasure.
-Be benevolent. He doesn't burst the lid of his mind without having a conversation about it.
At that moment Thomas smiled a sad smile. Over the past few months she had often suffered the feeling of loss with her own children. Although William was often too closed a book he understood perfectly the feelings of the detective. He knew that Julia and Harry were the two people who gave all the meaning to his best friend's life. Even above a profession with so many without daily flavors.
-I just wish he didn't get into more trouble. There are too many people who have long wanted to end their career.
-I know. Do you know the new police news?
-Yes.
-I know Grasset. I worked with him when he was a simple police officer many years ago. Valuable man. Talk to him when this whole story is over.
-Agreed.
About five hundred meters in front of the Murdoch couple watched every meter he walked with great meticulousness. He was not armed. He didn't even stop to think about picking up a gun when he left the premises. That story had to end that very night. Although Falcone and his men were dead, there were still many dangerous prisoners. Falcone father. Corrupt members of the Toronto police.
Then he would admit any punishment without uttering a word. I just wanted to enjoy the trip I had prepared for Easter with Julia and Harry. Everything else would be relegated to the background.
At that moment he noticed a small noise to his left. Now he had to put all his senses in any danger he had in front of him. If george and the inspector came out alive they would be more dangerous than any member of the defenestrated Black Hand.
He was in a place too dark to perceive any hint of danger if he did not concentrate professionally.
-I had to take my flashlight -he muttered, shaking his head-. I'm losing faculties.
Despite that, his instinct told him that he should stop there. Just to his right was a small shed that seemed closed. A place where fishermen used to leave their utensils at night.
When he tried to open the door a man assaulted him from above. After landing both on the ground William quickly got up throwing a punch to the face of his enemy.
-Damn!
-Decker.