A Blind Eye by G. M. Ford

Author:G. M. Ford
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Journalists, Mystery & Detective, General, Seattle (Wash.), Corso, Suspense, Thrillers, Fiction, Frank (Fictitious character)
ISBN: 9780380816224
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2004-06-08T05:19:09+00:00

20

Handcuffed, a person pretty much has to either lean forward or lie down on the seat, which was exactly what Corso had been doing for the better part of three hours when the cop jerked open the door and instructed him to sit up and turn, so his handcuffs could be removed.

“It’s about fucking time,” Corso groused.

The cop admonished Corso for both his language and his attitude as he removed the steel bracelets and stowed them in his pocket.

Corso was still barking at the cop and rubbing his wrists when the other door opened and Dougherty slid into the backseat beside him. She started to speak, but Corso darted his eyes around the car’s interior and shook his head.

She got the message. “Ah…”she said. “How about a little fresh air?”

They got out on opposite sides of the car. “All right if I stretch my legs?” Corso asked the nearest Bergen County deputy.

The deputy looked to his partner, who shrugged. “Hollister said to let ’em loose,” the second guy said. “Why not?”

“Just don’t get lost,” the first guy said. “The brass is gonna want to talk to you guys again.”

Corso and Dougherty walked side by side. Slowly. Silently. Working out the kinks all the way to the far end of Fredrikstown. Other than the town’s trio of streetlights, the place was completely dark. The town had closed its eyes and turned its face aside, as if to say these weren’t their people and therefore it wasn’t their problem. Mindin’ their own business appeared to be what the locals did best.

Dougherty turned her back to the assortment of county and state police cruisers that littered the parking area. “I think we’re gonna ride,” she said in a low voice.

“What makes you think so?” Corso asked.

“They checked us out every which way but up,” she whispered. “They called people I supposedly listed as references on a bank loan I never even took out.” She paused for effect. “We checked out, Corso. Top to bottom. It was un-fucking-believable. Every damn person they called gave us a clean bill of health.” She reached out and bopped him playfully on the shoulder. “I don’t know where you got that ID from, man, but it was killer…absolutely killer.”

Corso grunted and rubbed at his wrists.

“You see the ambulance come by?” she asked.

He nodded. It had taken Bergen County Rescue nearly three hours to bring Randy Rosen’s body down from the mountain. Corso’s guess was that the forensics team wouldn’t let the medics touch anything until they’d finished their business.

About an hour ago, the orange and white lights bouncing off the cruiser’s headliner had brought Corso upright in the seat long enough to watch the aid car lead a grim procession down to the world below.

The way Dougherty’s eyes turned down at the corners told him where this conversation was heading. “I was thinking,” she began in a small voice.

“Don’t beat yourself up,” he interrupted. “No way we could’ve—”

“Shut up, Corso,” she snapped. “I need to talk this out. So just listen to me and shut the fuck up.

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