Black Diamond Death (A Sloane Monroe Novel, Book One) by Bradshaw Cheryl

Author:Bradshaw, Cheryl [Bradshaw, Cheryl]
Format: mobi
Published: 2011-03-08T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 33

“How did you get so lucky?”

Vicki wore a tight black mini skirt that looked like it belonged on someone half her age and a button-up suit coat. The buttons on her jacket were barely fastened into the holes and looked like they might burst.

“I’m not sure I follow,” I said.

“That hunky detective boy toy of yours, of course.”

“Ah, Nick. He’s great.”

“And then some,” she said. “He has the most gorgeous blue eyes I’ve ever seen. And those dimples, oh my.”

She smacked the side of my shoulder.

“Good for you,” she said.

I let it slide.

“I wanted to ask you a few more questions,” I said.

She nodded.

“Did Charlotte keep copies of her files here at the office?” I said.

“Which files?”

“Client files and real estate transactions.”

She motioned to the pair of drawers lodged in between her desk and Charlotte’s.

“We keep all client files for the current year in there. But there’s nothing in there now.”

“Why is that?” I said.

“Charlotte bought new color-coded file folders about a month ago and took them home to switch them over. The old ones were worn out.”

I thought about it, but didn’t remember seeing colored folders when I looked through her house.

“What about the real estate transactions, HUD’s?” I said.

“All other documents are kept downstairs in the office manager’s file cabinet. Her name is Wanda. I can call her if you like.”

She picked up the phone and pressed thee digits.

“You know what; I’ll talk to her on my way out,” I said.

She nodded and put the phone back on the receiver.

“What about her office computer,” I said, and pointed to Charlotte’s empty desk. “Last time I met with you there was one on her desk. It’s gone now.”

“One of the other agents has it. It belonged to the agency, not Charlotte. She never utilized it much anyway. She always carried her laptop with her.”

“What about her clients? Any problems you know of?” I said.

“Isn’t your focus on that jerk of an ex?” she said. “I don’t see what our clients have to do with what happened to her.”

“It’s my job to explore all the angles,” I said.

She bounced her shoulders up and down.

“I suppose. Most of what you want to know I already told that boyfriend of yours.”

“Did Charlotte ever mention Parker’s other women to you?”

“I’m not sure what you mean.”

“I’ll take that as a no,” I said.

“Charlotte kept to herself. She wasn’t the type of person to share personal stuff often. Most of what we discussed was work related, and to that end, our relationship was good.”

It didn’t seem like there was much sense to keep going so I didn’t.

“Thanks for seeing me again, I appreciate it,” I said.

“Have you found Bridget yet?”

I shook my head.

“I have a question about one of Charlotte’s transactions and I could sure use her help,” she said.

“I’ll pass that along when I find her.”

When I reached the bottom of the stairs and tried the office door, it wouldn’t budge. A brownish name placard on the door read:

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