Page 9 of A Touch of Frost
“Why would you think that?”
“They were having a sanctioned street race there to raise money for the homeless.” Black Widow explained. “Chase the charity races and you should be able to find her.”
“Is that why she hasn’t touched her inheritance?”
Black Widow nodded. “She races. If she places, she donates half the money and live off the rest.”
“She still racing that Shelby?” I asked.
“No. She doesn’t want to put her baby through that anymore.” Black Widow told me. “She sent it back to the US for a nineteen sixty-seven Pontiac GTO—dark purple. You can’t miss it. It’s the only one I’ve ever seen with a massive black and white skull on the hood.”
I nodded.
“If you find her and she agrees to help,” Black Widow said. “I’m going to need you to have her back. If she calls, you answer. If she falls—if you can’t do that for whatever reason, you call me. If I find out you allow anyone to hurt her again, Iwillkillyou.”
“That’s why we need the help.” I told her. “We’re short-handed right now.”
“I don’t care if you’re short handed. What I care about is Frost being safe.” She was honest. “I’m doing you this favor, Mozart. I’ll hold your ass to the fire.”
I swallowed but nodded.
Black Widow pressed her lips into a thin line. “Tell her I miss her, huh?”
“I promise.” I dragged a hand over my head. “We’re staying the night. Have dinner with us tonight?”
“You’ll be having dinner with the Captain?”
“Yeah…” I responded.
She seemed hesitant but nodded. “I’ll see you later then.”
I headed for the door but stopped. “Listen, Widow—for what it’s worth, I’m really sorry about all this. And I really did care about her. But that that time in my life my priorities were skewed.”
“Skewed.” She chuckled darkly. “Okay. We’ll go with that.”
“All I’m saying is, I was focused on the wrong things.” I admitted. “I did love her. I just—I just didn’t know how to love her the way she needed to be loved.”
“It’s worth a lot.” She offered me a sad smile. “But maybe, one day when things settle down, you explain that to her.”
I left her then and closed the door.
Jesse fell into step by my side.
“So?”
“She doesn’t know where Frost is.” I admitted. “But she’s pointed me in the right direction.”
“Okay, where?”
“I need to make a call first.”
Jesse handed me his phone but I merely chuckled. “That’s no use out here.”
I found Captain Sinclair again and was given a system to call land. I managed to get Tex on the line and had him search for charity races around Europe. I also described the vehicle Black Widow told me about, hoping it would help.
It wasn’t like Tex could typebadass redhead who can drink a man twice her size under the table and shank you for looking at her cross-eyedinto his system and find her. If it had been that easy, we would have found her ages ago.
He promised to have an answer for us once we hit land again the next morning.
