She was asleep by the time he'd settled on the day bed. Smiling, he relaxed his mind and opened the lines of communication. Contact was instant. Gwen had obviously been waiting for him.
Found lots of information on your Collins Walter,she said. He's not a very pleasant type.
If he was, we probably wouldn't be hunting him, would we?
Well, no, I guess not.Her smile ran down the line.His parents died when he was eight. Walter was shuffled between in-laws, none of whom really wanted him.
The streets became his home. By the time he was thirteen he'd been up before the courts on several counts of assaults and robbery.
When he was seventeen, he got involved in a car stealing racket but during one theft was involved in an accident, and the injury left him a paraplegic.
He sued the driver for damages but lost the case. He then attempted to kill the driver, but was caught and charged, and spent the next ten years behind bars.
