Arthur, Keri - Damask Circle Book 02 by Arthur Keri

Author:Arthur, Keri [Arthur, Keri]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-10-30T02:48:29+00:00

CircleofDeath

She blinked. “Yeah? So?

"Did you know you were the major beneficiary of that policy?"

His implication took several seconds to sink in. Her gut churned, and she clenched her fists around the coffee cup so hard the sides collapsed, and the hot brown liquid spouted everywhere.

She ignored it, ignored her burned hands and stared at the detective. “You think that I...?” Her voice shook with the fury she was barely controlling. “For money? For a few lousy dollars?"

"It's more than a few lousy dollars.” His voice was dry. He regarded her for a second longer, then leaned across to the cabinet near the door and snagged some paper, offering it to her. “It's close to half a million dollars."

"I wouldn't care if it was a million. Or two. Or even three. I'd rather have Helen than any amount of damn money, believe me.” She snatched the paper from him and wiped her hands.

"And yet you were in serious trouble financially, weren't you?"

Only because she still had three clients owing her for work she'd done on their houses, but there was nothing unusual about that, not in the building trade. “Last I heard, that wasn't a damn crime."

"But a half a million dollars would set you up financially, wouldn't it?"

She thrust her hands under the table, hiding the heat that was beginning to dance across them. Heat she was tempted, so tempted, to let loose. “If you're going to charge me, then charge me,” she said, voice so low and tight with anger it was little more than a harsh whisper. “If you're not, stop asking me stupid questions, get off your fat arse, and start looking for the real damn killer. Because she hasn't finished yet."

He raised the eyebrow again, seemingly unmoved by her hostility. “She? What makes you think the murderer is a she?"

Kirby cursed silently, realizing then he was goading her intentionally. She sat back in her chair. Pain twinged down her spine, but she ignored it and regarded the detective stonily. “I have a fifty percent chance of being right, haven't I?"

"Yes, you have,” he said. “But we both know you know more than what you're saying. And you will tell me, Miss Brown. Eventually."

"If you're going to lock me up, you owe me a damn phone call.” Who she'd call she wasn't entirely sure. Doyle was missing, and she had no idea how to get in contact with his friends. Or even if they'd be willing to help her.

"I have no intention of locking you up. Not yet, anyway. I do, however, recommend police protection."

She snorted. “Fat lot of good it did me last time.” Besides, the last thing she needed right now was the weight of more deaths on her conscience.

"It's in the interest of your own safety.” He looked around as the door opened and a blue uniformed officer stepped in, handing him a sheet of paper. He read it quickly and looked up, his expression grim. “Seems you have some high-powered friends somewhere, Miss Brown.

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