Chase Baker and the God Boy: (A Chase Baker Thriller Series Book No. 3) Read Online Free PDF

forget. Maybe at the time I should have been
happy to receive some proof of life, but that proof only made me more confused
and even more despondent.
    “No, Dr. Singh,” I say, choosing
not to reveal any news of the bronze key or Elizabeth’s letter to him. “I never
saw her in death. Only in life.”
    “Then, perhaps resurrection isn’t
the correct term. But all this is simply semantics. The important thing is that
if you agree to help me, I can lead you to her, Mr. Baker. In fact, your
locating her will be a crucial component of the project.”
    “If locating her is the same as
locating Rajesh, why not go after them both yourself? Why bring me into it?”
    “Too many eyes are already upon me.
I’m afraid if word were to get out about my personally searching for Rajesh,
his life could be immediately terminated. It’s a risk I cannot take. Which is
why I am asking you to go after him in my stead.”
    I drink some more beer to dislodge
the distaste in my throat. Pulling the beer away from my lips, I toss it across
the room, lunge at Singh, grab him by his jacket collar.
    “Why are you doing this? Why not
just ask me if I’d like to help? What the hell kind of head game are you
playing, Doc?”
    Lu barks, stands four square on the
floor like she’s about to bite Dr. Singh’s kneecaps off should I issue the
order.
    “Back off, Lu. This one’s mine.”
    “Mr. Baker, enough,” he pleads, his
voice raised a decibel or two. “Please understand, I have nothing directly to
do with Elizabeth Flynn’s life or death. I have made no direct contact with
her. I only know what my information sources relay to me. That you were once
lovers and that she lives and that I am someone who can provide you with at
least some information that could potentially lead you to her whereabouts.”
    I let him go and he brings both
hands to his throat as he seats himself down onto the couch.
    “That makes my day complete. If
she’s alive, like you say, then you’re using her whereabouts as leverage? What
kind of man are you?”
    “I want Rajesh back, Mr. Baker. Simply
asking you for your services is not enough. Money won’t be enough. Not even a
lot of it. I need the utmost assurance that you will indeed find the boy and
bring him back to me, no matter the cost.”
    “You’re not taking any chances on
me saying no, are you, Doc?”
    “You might not have known Elizabeth
for very long, but I am assuming you loved her with all your heart. Her capture
is, in a way, my good fortune. Rajesh’s good fortune. His karma at work.”
    …His karma…what about my karma,
pal?
    “Love…Love is why I’m saying yes to
going after your six-armed God Boy.”
    “Love…Is there no better reason on
earth for saving a soul touched by God?”

 
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    Dr. Iqbal Lamba Singh stands, reaches into his jacket pocket,
pulls out a considerable wad of Euros. “Take this. Consider it a down payment. You
will be hearing from my associate within the hour regarding the information
you’ll need to know prior to proceeding with the assignment.”
    “Not at this address. You’ve
already revealed that the eyes of someone or something are upon you. For all I
know, you’re being followed right now.”
    “Then, I will make certain to have
the associate available to you at your home away from home. The Fiddler’s
Elbow.”
    “That will do just fine.”
    “One hour. I should warn you that
you are to leave tonight.”
    “You don’t waste time, Singh. What
about weapons?”
    “Something to defend yourself with
should the situation get dangerous?”
    “I’m strictly offense.”
    “It will be taken care of.” Handing
me the cash. “Remember, one hour.”
    “How will I get a hold of you if I
should suddenly require your assistance? You know, if I should happen to step
into some quicksand or something?”
    “I will be in touch. But don’t worry.
There’s little chance of you stepping into quicksand