Chapter 6
It had been almost an hour since Merrick had left Madeleine’s. He’d talked to Wyatt during the drive. Although Wyatt’s beloved gallery had just been destroyed, Wyatt sounded calm on the phone. He said they were all okay and waiting for him in room four. Certain he wasn’t being followed, he headed to the Cardinal Motel on the north side of town.
Despite feeling safe, Merrick parked at one motel and then walked two blocks to the run-down Cardinal Motel. In his left hand, he carried the portfolio while his right was wrapped around the handle of the gun in his jacket pocket. When he knocked on the room door, he remained in view of the peep hole.
“Who is it?”
“Scorpion.” Merrick let out a deep breath. “Tired scorpion.”
The door unlocked and then opened. Wyatt let him inside, then
