Charlie Foxtrot by Lani Lynn Vale

Author:Lani Lynn Vale [Vale, Lani Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Code 11- KPD SWAT
Published: 2015-09-03T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Who lit the fuse on your tampon?

-T-shirt

Foster

I opened the door to my apartment, not surprised in the least to see Blake’s father standing on my doorstep.

Blake had fallen asleep on the couch during the movie I’d insisted we watch, and had been sleeping for over an hour.

Not wanting to wake her, because I knew exactly where this conversation was going, I grabbed my gun from the coffee table, shoved it in the back of my pants, and met him in the hallway.

He watched my movements with the eyes of a trained officer.

Someone that had been there and done that so many times that they could anticipate the movements of another officer before it was even done.

His eyes, though, stalled on the body of his daughter as she laid on the couch, and his eyes snapped to mine, all of a sudden furious.

I hurried outside before he could start demanding answers, closing it behind me before I leaned against the wall and waited for it.

“Why’s she been crying?” Lou demanded.

I sighed.

Then started telling him about my night, followed by what the chief had told me before I’d left.

“Fuck me,” he said, turning around to pace back and forth in the hallway. “I haven’t found shit. I’ve pulled every goddamned marker I had, and still have nothing to show for it. I’m going to have to dig deeper.”

I didn’t doubt that the man had markers. I also expected that he had a lot of the criminal underground in his back pockets.

You didn’t stay a cop for as long as he had and not know a few criminals that you could call on if you needed them.

“I have a couple of computer savants working on it through a buddy of mine. I also have my brother’s club president working on it from his end,” I said.

“Silas Mackenzie?” He asked, surprised.

I nodded, not surprised that he knew the men associated with my brother. I was fairly positive he had a file twelve inches thick on me and my family.

“How’d…never mind. I’m sure I don’t want to know,” I said, shaking my head. “He was…is CIA, I think. I haven’t really been able to figure out exactly what he is. I’m not sure he ever got out. Anyway, I digress. He’s pulling anything he knows about Bryson Bullard, the man that tried to shoot me tonight.”

The Shank came out to play, then.

He pulled out his phone and dialed a number, not looking at me as he started talking low into the phone.

I couldn’t make out much of his conversation, but what I did hear, I knew was definitely on the opposite side of the line that one tried not to cross as an officer of the law.

“I don’t care what you have to do, you stupid son of a bitch. Either you get him to talk, or I will, and you really, really won’t like it,” he hissed before he hung up.

My brows raised as he turned around and stared blankly at me.

“What’d you just do?” I asked curiously.

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