Behind the Mask by J.D. Cunegan

Author:J.D. Cunegan [Cunegan, J.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Superhero, Vigilante, Mystery, murder mystery, sci-fi, conspiracy, Baltimore
Publisher: J.D. Cunegan
Published: 2017-12-04T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 26

“DAMMIT!”

Hitori Watson tossed his smartphone onto his desk with a sigh before removing his glasses and scrubbing both hands over his face. A couple days’ worth of stubble greeted him, a reminder that he hadn’t seen his home since they had discovered Adam Jonas’ body near those railroad tracks. He shook his head and pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Whoa there.” Stevens approached Watson’s desk, sitting on the edge of it. “You kiss your mama with that mouth, Hi?”

Watson shook his head and stared off in the direction of Captain Richards’ office, but his eyes were unfocused. “Whitney’s still not answering her work phone. All my calls are going straight to voicemail.”

“This ain’t like her.” Stevens shook his head and made a tsk sound. “She’s been actin’ real strange ever since Jill resigned.”

“And what’s with the trip to Paris?” Watson pinched the bridge of his nose. “Who just drops everything and goes to France while we’re in the middle of a case? Without telling anyone?”

Stevens quirked a brow. “You know who else is in Paris...”

“No.” Watson bolted from his chair with such force that it spun in circles as he headed for the break room. Stevens followed, shutting the door behind him. “No. No no no. That is...” Watson sighed and shook his head. “You’re not saying what I think you’re saying. That’s not Whitney. She would never do that.”

“Could say that about every other cop he’s wrangled in over the years.” Stevens busied himself by pouring a mug of what passed for coffee at the Seventh Precinct, reaching for the sugar before thinking better of it with a grimace and choosing to take the sludge black. His first sip came with a grunt and a grimace. “Look, I don’t like the thought any more than you do, but I wouldn’t be doing my job if I didn’t at least ask the damn question.”

Watson opened his mouth to respond when his smartphone buzzed against his hip. With a sigh, he snatched the device and pressed it to his ear. “Watson.” His eyes locked with Stevens’ when the voice on the other end spoke. “You do? Great. Detective Stevens and I will be right over.”

Stevens frowned as Watson pocketed his phone. “What’s up?”

“BWI,” Watson said, pushing past his colleague. “There’s someone there we need to see.”

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