1. Murder on the Mainline: another Mike Claymore Mystery Copywrite: 2000


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    realizes he has been holding his breath since they started the climb and he releases a long sigh. Len breaks the silence, “I think we’re going to make it into Golden long before midnight, Mike. It’s only ten ten.” Mike grunts and waves his hand towards the lodge, “Looks like Jack up on the pull off. Can you see if that’s his rig?” He points ahead and up a rise where another CPX rig is parked with clearance lights burning. He picks up his microphone and calls out for Jack. There’s no response but he sees him out by the side of his trailer checking his load. Mike gives a toot on his air horn and Jack waves as they fly by. He has indicated by his friendly nod and wave that all is well with him. Lenny accompanies Mike as swamper (helper) because many times parts of loads have to be unloaded by hand as in Kelowna today. In a pinch Lenny can handle the driving and is licensed to do so but is reluctant to travel much at night as driver. He is content to travel the roads with another driver and assist in loading and unloading. There are few drivers that have permanent swampers. On the long hauls across the nation two drivers pilot the truck and take turns driving. On shorter inter-provincial runs the driver is usually by himself or herself and the trips are terminal to terminal. Loading and unloading is done by warehousemen in the terminals. Local deliveries are done by a driver alone and the customer assists with loading and unloading. Near the summit they swing through the curves ...
    and enter the first snow shed on the down side with jake brakes barking as Mike gears down. They pass through one tunnel and into the next… then out into the night. The pavement widens out before hitting the next tunnel and they pick up some speed before the walls close in around them again. This snow shed is a long tunnel that curves back and forth as they rush by metal girders and mountains on their right, cement pillars and westbound traffic on their left. They emerge into the night again and there is just one short dark tunnel before the curves and the steep downgrade from the pass. After clearing that last tunnel Mike pulls into a brake inspection pull-off and parks. Time to stretch his legs and check the brakes and tires. Both men jump down from the cab and meet in the headlights glare. Mike checks his watch, “I think you’re right Lenny. We’ll be in at the Husky truck stop in Golden about eleven forty-five their time. I’ll call Toronto from there. Central Dispatch may have decided they need this load in Calgary early tomorrow morning. We’ll see.” Mike goes under the side of the load and checks brakes while Len walks around checking tires. They meet back by the driver’s door and both indicate all is well. Mike climbs up into the cab and goes through some tapes looking for music while Lenny climbs in his side. He tosses a couple to Len who inserts one into the player and adjusts the volume. The rig moves ahead towards the long downgrade. With the diesel barking and backing ...
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