Sixteen
Having returned to Carrick on the three o’clock train from the city, John Cameron was enjoying a cigarette and watching the waves crash onto the beach. The trip back on the train had given him time to get over the adrenalin rush of the raid on Zeitz’s house, but he hadn’t felt this excited since his days in the army. He needed to calm himself down, and he knew watching waves roll in and out was one way he could do that.
His smartphone vibrated in this pocket. He was expecting a call from Glen Trimmer, so he let Sharon’s call go through to voice mail. He wasn’t sure he wanted to talk to her in any case, now that he’d become part of Glen’s plan for getting even with Ron Zeitz.
John finished his cigarette, then curiosity got the better of him and he listened to Sharon’s voice messa
