Between Homes by W R Gingell

Author:W R Gingell [Gingell, W R]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-25T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

“I’ve got a good mind not to give this to you,” said Detective Tuatu, when I went to hassle him at work.

“What for?” I demanded. My already nebulous plan was very quickly on dangerous footing. “I gave you a body, didn’t I? Just ’cos I didn’t give you my new address so you can pretend to bring around info and and poke your nose in there while you’re at it—”

“I didn’t want a body! Why would you even think that’s an acceptable exchange?”

“You’re a cop, you’re meant to like bodies.”

“We’re not meant to like them; we’re meant to investigate them!”

“Well, now you can investigate it. Can’t believe your lot didn’t find it before me.”

Goaded, the detective said, “We can’t help it if people go back to crime scenes after they’ve been processed to clear out their desks. We certainly don’t encourage—”

He stopped, and I grinned at him. “Glad to know you’re not encouraging murder, anyway.”

“I’m not so sure, these days,” Detective Tuatu said, and his eyes weren’t on me. They were on a red USB that balanced between his fingers, and a deep line had etched itself between his brows.

I narrowed my eyes at him. “There’s something you’re not telling me, isn’t there?”

“There’s a lot I don’t tell you, thank you very much,” he said. “You’re not even in the force—I shouldn’t be telling you anything!”

“Okay, fair enough,” I said, grinning. I nodded at the red USB. “I s’pose the stuff you were looking into for Athelas is in that? C’mon, you said you’d give it to me.”

“It’s not much,” he said, giving up and tossing the USB at me. “But maybe it’ll mean more to you than it does to me. I don’t see what use it’s going to be.”

“Thanks,” I said. “Still having trouble talking about it?”

He glared at me. “Yes.”

“What?” I protested. “You can’t blame me for that!”

“I blame you for all the things I can’t talk about!” he told me. “And let me tell you that the little tree you gave me is selective about who it lets in and out!”

I couldn’t help grinning. “What, it wouldn’t let you out the other night? Or it wouldn’t let a date in?”

“Never mind!” he said grumpily. “And next time bring me a cuppa if you’re going to invade my space and grin at me like a scrawny Cheshire cat.”

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