Clean Getaway (Squeaky Clean Mysteries Book 13) by Christy Barritt

Author:Christy Barritt
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: River Heights
Published: 2017-07-20T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINETEEN

I walked into our room just in time to see Evie quickly stuffing some papers back into her bag.

Weird.

I stopped in the doorway and eyeballed her a moment, hoping she’d explain.

She didn’t.

But I felt certain she was hiding something. What in the world could she be so secretive about right now? Did it pertain to this case?

“That took a long time.” Evie straightened her back and acted as if she hadn’t been behaving strangely.

Which made it feel even stranger.

“Dewey was at the bar,” I told her, realizing I’d forgotten my ice bucket. I wasn’t going to go get it at this point. “I followed him, and it turns out that his airtight alibi isn’t so airtight.”

That got her attention, and she paused. “What do you mean?”

I told her what I’d learned.

“This just keeps getting more and more interesting,” she muttered.

“Doesn’t it? Too bad it’s still so hard to solve, though. We reach what feels like the cusp of a break and then nothing.”

“Go figure.” The air of condescension around her nearly made me want to go ballistic.

But I was the leader of this team, and I needed to set a good example. That would require using a lot of self-control.

Like, a lot of it. Every ounce of my strength kind of self-control.

Why did I have to keep reminding myself of this?

Just then, Sherman knocked at the door. I only knew because he yelled his name. I supposed with everything that had happened, it was a good idea for him to do so.

I let him in, and he took a seat in one of the old orange armchairs near the window by a laminate table that was chipped at the corners.

“You beckoned,” he said, popping a salted peanut in his mouth.

He’d obviously stopped by the snack machine.

“Who beckoned?” I asked.

“Evie.”

“You guys decide to have a party without me?” I dropped down on the edge of the bed.

I was still so tired from everything that had happened. But sleep still felt like it would be a long time coming.

“I thought you should know that I finished my profile.” Evie grabbed her laptop and took a stance near the TV stand. “I didn’t think you’d want to wait any longer for me to share the results.”

A touch of my exhaustion blew away like a rain cloud on an otherwise clear day. “I’d love to hear it.”

Maybe that would be just the thing to perk me up.

She let out a breath and stared at the computer in front of her. She made no effort to sit but instead stood in front of us as if she was doing a presentation at the FBI Academy or in front of a local taskforce.

Whatever worked for her.

“Based on what I’ve learned about both the area and the Simmons, I’ve pieced together a basic profile of the unsub. That’s ‘unknown subject,’ in case you didn’t know.” She glanced at me.

Irritation pinched at me. “I know that, Evie.”

I didn’t have all her degrees, but I did have years of experience.

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