Allison Brennan by See No Evil

Author:See No Evil [Evil, See No]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-10-12T00:26:41+00:00

remembered. The know-it-all professional prosecutor.

"What did you find in the archives?" he asked, fol-lowing Julia through the wide foyer, down a narrow hall to the bright, country-style kitchen in the rear of the house. A partially enclosed sunroom with sky-lights on the roof had been built off the kitchen. The view was incredible.

"Nice place."

"Thanks."

She put her briefcase down on the kitchen table. "Can I get you something?"

"Whatever."

She opened her refrigerator and stared. He looked over her shoulder. "It's empty," he said.

"Have you been robbed?"

A laugh escaped before she could pull it back in. Connor was pleased that he'd made her chuckle. "I don't eat here much."

"Obviously."

"But I have filtered water. And ice." She pulled two glasses from a cabinet and pressed buttons on the door of the refrigerator for ice and water.

Connor picked up his cell phone. "Dillon's on his way. I'm having him pick up some food or we'll all starve."

Julia didn't know why she was nervous having Connor Kincaid in her house. Maybe because she'd been thinking about that kiss five years ago. Or maybe because she had unresolved guilt for what happened in the Suarez/Crutcher case and how it had affected him. But having Connor sitting at her kitchen table felt odd, so she started talking immedi-ately about what she'd learned, just the facts, to see if he came to the same conclusion she had.

"You talked to Grace Simpson?" he asked, sur-prised.

"Off the record."

"She's a reporter. You can't trust reporters."

"I trust her on this."

"She's going to stab you in the back."

"No, she's not. Because I promised her an inter-view."

Julia didn't want to get into it. Grace had been hounding her for an interview since she'd become a reporter six years ago, why was a trust fund baby a civil servant, or some such nonsense.

"You know, I don't have to work because of my in-heritance, why do I want to put in twelve-hour days working with scum, yada yada.

"Now can we get back to the business at hand?" Julia never felt comfortable talking about her family money.

"Jason Ridge."

"Yes. He was a patient of Bowen and he ended up dead. So we have Paul Judson—who wronged Billy Thompson, a member of Wishlist—dead. We have Jason Ridge—a patient of Bowen—dead. And Victor Montgomery—who wronged Emily, a member of Wishlist—dead, too."

"What if the girl Jason raped was a member of Wishlist?" Connor speculated.

"Don't you think that's a huge conflict of interest?" Julia asked. "That Bowen would be counseling both the rapist and his victim?"

"It seems a coincidence, but what else would make sense?"

"Could Jason have been a member himself?" Julia wondered.

"Describing his own murder?"

Julia shook her head. "You're right. Sounds ridicu-lous. But there has to be some connection we're not seeing."

She suddenly jumped up.

"Oh! I called a friend and he's pulling the coroner's report on Ridge." She ran down the hall to her den, then returned. "It hasn't come in yet." She placed a fax on the table.

"What's this?" Connor picked up the paper. "It looks like an invitation. You going

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