Bloodsport: Z Sisters: Book 1 by Kat Parrish

Author:Kat Parrish [Parrish, Kat]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dark Valentine Publishing
Published: 2019-01-26T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

“We begin tonight’s broadcast with the story of two Burbank detectives found dead a mile apart in what is believed to be a murder/suicide.”

No. This could not be happening.

“Emmet was hooking up with Sarah?” Kaz said. “Since when?

“Since never,” I said. “Ssh.”

The anchor threw the story to a field reporter who stood in front of Emmet’s 60s-era apartment building and intoned a lot of nonsense about “friends of the veteran detective” saying he’d been despondent since splitting with Gilardi, who was found dead in her car. Investigations, he said, were ongoing, but Gilardi’s wounds were consistent with the weapon found in Emmet’s possession.

I grabbed Kaz’s phone again and dialed my captain.

“What’s going on?” I asked without preamble, forgetting that I wasn’t calling from my phone and that his caller I.D. wouldn’t identify me.

“Rose?” he asked, “where are you? Are you at home?”

And something about that question pinged my radar. “I went out to eat with my dad,” I said. Kaz looked at me with a question on her face.

“Call me when you get back to Kenwood,” he said. “We need to talk.”

And then he hung up so abruptly I wondered if someone had taken his phone away from him.

“Who did you call?”

“My captain,” I said.

“Why did you lie to him?”

“Because he wanted to know where I was.”

She looked dubious.

“And then he said he’d be right over.”

“Yeah, that sounds sinister,” she said. “So, your boss knows where you live.”

“He asked me when I’d be back at the apartment on Kenwood. But I never got around to changing my address with personnel. So, he shouldn’t know where I live.”

Kaz was quiet.

I could feel the lasagna and garlic bread roll over in my stomach.

“Is Dad’s address on file?”

“Yes,” I said.

“Who do you think killed Emmet and Sarah?”

“I don’t know,” I said.

“Could whoever it is be after you?”

The very thing I was wondering. I really wish I knew where our dad was.

“If Emmet wasn’t screwing Sarah, what tied them together?” Kaz asked, proving that she’d been paying attention to dad’s cop talks all these years.

“I can’t think of anything,” I said. “Sarah thought Emmet was a total sexist pig.”

“How many of us can say we never fucked a sexist pig?” she said and gave me a significant look. “And enjoyed it?”

Sisters. They know your secrets.

“No. Sarah was so angry at men after the divorce that she would have seen being with Emmet as a betrayal of her gender.”

I tried to think of where the two might hang out together outside of work. Church? A bar? Book club?

And then it dawned on me.

“She’s working on the murder case.” We all were. The chief was getting so much heat on that case that the rest of us had to turn up our A/C.

“The headless bodies?” Kaz asked.

“The headless bodies,” I said. “All really fit. All of them with a burn mark in their armpits. Some kind of special military unit?”

Like the guys in the cheap suits who’d been at the station earlier.

Like Mac. I had a wild thought.

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