Cop by Her Side (The Mysteries of Angel Butte)

Author:Janice Kay Johnson - Cop by Her Side (The Mysteries of Angel Butte) [Johnson, Janice Kay]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: AcM
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-07-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

CLAY WAS JUST coming out of the john at sheriff’s headquarters when his phone rang. His father, he saw with a jolt of alarm, who never called during the day.

Remembering what he’d told Jane about his mother, how the ever-present fear her cancer would recur had faded without him noticing, he thought, Shit, not Mom.

“Dad?”

“Rumor has it the missing Wilson kid is your case.”

The way his heart had skipped a few beats, Clay battled momentary lightheadedness. He leaned a shoulder against the wall in the broad hallway. “That’s why you called?”

“Why else would I?”

“Because you’d been injured. Because Mom—” He couldn’t bring himself to say it.

“Didn’t you just talk to your mother?”

“Yeah.” He cleared his throat. “But that was a week ago.”

“Why would you think anything like that?” Strangely, Chuck Renner sounded angry.

“The other day I was telling someone about Mom’s cancer. Brought it to mind, that’s all.”

“Who would you talk to about your mother?”

A conclave of a couple of punks, one of Clay’s detectives and a woman in a suit who was probably a defense attorney was taking place twenty feet or so away. Clay turned his back. “I’m...seeing someone,” he said, keeping his voice down even as he wondered what in hell he was doing. “Women ask about things like that.”

“Yeah, she a looker?” His father laughed. “Must be, you always liked big tits.”

Tits? Oh, crap, it was Jane’s voice he was hearing, burning with fury. No, it’s a rack, isn’t it?

“I like her.” He cleared some roughness from his voice. “She’s smart, she—”

“Got you by the short hairs, boy,” his father sneered. “What’s this big-titted gal do? Don’t tell me you got lucky and she’s a masseuse.” He drew the word out, elongated it to make it obscene.

My father, the asshole. Clay shook his head in disbelief. Why had he thought for a minute he could talk to him?

“She’s a cop, Dad. A good one. She was in on that operation I was involved in a few weeks ago.”

“The raid?”

“She went in first. She’s...” He bent his head and kneaded the back of his neck. “Brianna Wilson is her niece.”

“What would you want with a woman like that?” His father sounded like he really wanted to know. “You gonna ask her to frisk you when you’re in bed? Cuff you? You like a woman pretending to be a man?”

“Jane doesn’t pretend anything,” he heard himself say. “She doesn’t have to. She’s a lieutenant for Angel Butte P.D. Outranks us both, Dad.”

“That’s what you want to go home and snuggle with at night?” His father snorted derisively. “You sure she doesn’t have a dick to go with the tits?”

Clay stood frozen, thinking, How many times have I talked like this?

Suddenly impatient, he pushed away from the wall. “There a point to this call? If not, I’ve got a little girl to find.”

“Maybe you should ask your lady cop to help,” his father jeered, “since you don’t seem to be getting anywhere on your own.”

“Tell Mom I’ll be calling,” Clay said curtly, and ended the call.

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