Bad To The Bone by Katy Munger

Author:Katy Munger [Munger, Katy]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: mystery detective, casey jones, research triangle park, humorous mystery, north carolina, katy munger, southern mystery, funny mystery, janet evanovich, female detective, mystery and love, tough female detectives, sexy female detective, tough female sleuths, cookie429, Extratorrents, Kat, legwork
Publisher: Katy Munger
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

I spent the weekend trying to track Jeff down in dive bars, watching Burly slide into a depression and talking strategy with Robert Price's lawyer. By Sunday night, I couldn't decide whether to get drunk, slit my wrists or sue someone.

Price's lawyer, at least, was cooperative. He agreed to my idea after his client endorsed it and even made a few suggestions of his own. Now it was show time.

We held the press conference on Monday morning in time for the local noon broadcasts. If Tawny Bledsoe could manipulate the media to weasel out of trouble, I could manipulate the media to start it. Price's lawyer was the perfect man for the job. He was one of North Carolina's liberal elite, an ex-hippie who naturally lived in Chapel Hill with the rest of the state's NPR-loving heathens. Better still, he oozed sincerity and subdued righteousness in just the right proportions.

He now waited solemnly in front of a dozen cameras. The white granite archway of the Wake County Public Safety Building framed him. The jail loomed in the background, an ugly brick tower with horizontal slits for windows. Faces stared out the slits, gazing down curiously at the crowd beneath them.

I was in the array of hangers-on lined up beneath the archway and I wore a tight red dress that stood out in a sea of dark suits. My face was masked by sunglasses as I did my best to project the attitude of a Nation of Islam bodyguard. I looked like I was starring in a Robert Palmer music video, but the outfit was strategically chosen. I wanted Tawny to notice me, so she'd know I'd had a lot to do with what she was about to hear. At the same time, there were still certain people—say, the entire state of Florida—that I wanted to keep in the dark about my whereabouts. I didn't know how far the broadcasts would reach, so I wore the shades just in case.

Price's lawyer cleared his throat promptly at ten o'clock and held up a hand. Television cameras whirred and news anchors quivered with anticipation as they jostled for a good position.

"As you know," he said gravely, "I represent Robert Price, who has been charged with capital murder in the shooting death of Bernard W. Cockshutt. My client is currently being held without bail in the facility you see behind me.”

Cameras panned to the jail walls, then zoomed in on the front door as if the cameramen were expecting Sean Penn and Susan Sarandon to come walking out, hand-in-hand.

"As you are also no doubt aware," the lawyer continued, "my client's estranged wife has left the area and is refusing to cooperate with authorities, despite her status as a material witness. She claims that she fears for the safety of herself and her child."

His face hardened and the reporters leaned forward, microphones outstretched. They knew something big was coming. Price's lawyer gave it to them.

"My client has remained silent on the issue of his

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