A Voice From the Field by Neal Griffin

Author:Neal Griffin [Griffin, Neal]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: thriller, suspense, mystery
ISBN: 9781466839038
Google: 8DAoCgAAQBAJ
Amazon: 1480519308
Goodreads: 25900214
Publisher: Forge Books
Published: 2016-02-02T00:00:00+00:00

TWENTY

Tia pulled the GTO into the lot of the sheriff’s substation and eyed two men leaning against a pickup truck, both dressed in jeans and flannel shirts. One sported a full beard; the other looked like he’d gone a week or so without a shave. Badges hung from around their necks and each carried a forty cal in a pancake holster. She pulled up close and parked, knowing both cops were giving her the same once-over. She pushed back on the sense of fear mixed with a bit of guilt. Uncertainty came over her and she thought back on her conversation with Connor. What am I doing here? I don’t need to prove anything to anyone. Tia reminded herself she was trying to save a life. She got out of the car, doing her best impression of a cop who fit in.

“You Suarez?” the bearded one called out.

“Yeah. Looking for Detective Lonnie Jacobs.”

“That’s me,” he answered, and nodded to the man next to him. “My partner, Grady Phelps.”

Tia moved in and shook their offered hands. “This it? The three of us?”

“Yeah, ’fraid so. Our overtime budget sucks. Tonight we’ll just try to get the lay of the place. Maybe see who the players are. Shot callers and such.” Jacobs looked at his partner, then back at Tia. “Understand you’ve already had a run-in with two of them? Kane and Tanner.”

“You could say that.”

“Case went to shit on you?”

“No.” Tia shook her head and held the man’s eye. “Case was solid. DA dumped it.”

“That happens,” he said, nodding.

Tia didn’t want to dwell on it. “So what’s the plan then?”

“Well, being that it’s a strip club, we figured you could go U/C again.”

Tia was wondering if she’d heard him right and trying to come up with a response when Phelps gave Jacobs a shove.

“Shut up, Lonnie. Damn, man.” Phelps looked to Tia. “Sorry. His shit is weak like that a lot. Thinks he’s a real comedian.”

Jacobs laughed, giving Tia a look that bordered on a leer. Tia ignored him and turned to Phelps. “I figured you guys would go inside. I can take the long eye outside. Watch the comings and goings.”

“Yeah. That’ll work,” Jacobs said, drawing her attention. She detected a little chill in his tone—likely he was offended that his joke hadn’t gone over. “Probably the further back the better. If they burn you, we’ll be next.”

“Or,” Tia said, “if you guys get torched, they’ll come looking for me?”

“Don’t worry about us,” Jacobs said. “Just stay put in the parking lot.”

“What’s your cell, Tia?” Phelps pulled out his phone. “We can stay in touch by text.”

The three of them traded numbers quickly.

“How come the DA dumped your case on Kane?” Jacobs asked, returning to his earlier topic.

Tia shrugged as if the whole thing were no big deal. “You’d have to ask her.”

“I’d rather hear it from you,” Jacobs said, clearly unwilling to give up.

An uncomfortable silence hung until Tia broke it. “Graham said the assault was bad because I didn’t ID myself as a cop.

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