Dark Passing by Liz Schulte

Author:Liz Schulte [Schulte, Liz]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: AcM
ISBN: 1480186295
Amazon: B009X2OIMW
Barnesnoble: B009X2OIMW
Goodreads: 16127327
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2011-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

I spent the remainder of the day sifting through evidence boxes. It felt like I’d seen the burnt contents a thousand times, but the diary had to be somewhere. Somewhere there had to be a clue.

As dusk rolled around, I decided that tomorrow I’d go see Jennifer and Bryan again. I expected Fagan to demand an update, but he hadn’t said a word to me since I’d come in.

When my phone rang, I jumped.

“How’d your interview go?”

“Good.” I gave Gabriel a brief, quiet review of what I’d learned from Alfie and Caleb.

“Well, that changes things, doesn’t it? How are you going to track down the other boyfriend?”

“I have no idea. You know what I could really use on this case? A cop.”

“I hate to say this, but I think you should bring Fagan in. He has better resources and could maybe help find the guy.”

“Hmmm.”

“El.”

“He’s hiding something, and until I know what, I don’t want to tip my hand.”

“You really think he could’ve killed her?”

“It’s possible. Why would a single, young girl pull over on a country road late at night?”

He paused. “She’d pull over for a police officer.”

“Exactly. And he’d know how to destroy evidence and make the investigation just go away.”

“How does Lakota factor into this scenario?”

“Maybe she saw something. He was parked not too far from the body. Who knows how long she was dead? Maybe he killed her while I waited for her to show up.”

“Don’t you think you would’ve heard something? How could he mutilate her to the degree you described without you hearing it, without him getting any blood on himself?”

“He could’ve had a change of clothes with him, and he wasn’t all that close.”

“I hate that you’re this far away.” His voice was deep with feeling.

“I’m being careful,” I told him softly, then licked my lips. “You could come help me, you know. If you wanted.”

“Are you asking for help?”

I laughed nervously. “You don’t have to.”

He didn’t say anything for a while. Then he said, “I picked up your mail today.”

I took his change of subject as a sign that he didn’t want to get any more involved in the case than he already was. “Thanks. What would you think about spending next weekend here? I think Martha’s lonely.”

“I’m fine with that. What’s your plan for tonight?”

“I’m going to hunt down Fagan so I can give him my report; then I’m headed back to the inn. I promised Martha I’d have dinner with her.”

We said our good-byes and hung up. I peeked my head out of the interview room. Fagan’s light was off and the door was closed. Gone for the day. Interesting.

It was darker than I would’ve liked for my walk home, and the few lights from surrounding restaurants, houses, and shops reflected off the snow-covered ground, giving the town an eerie glow. Back at the B&B, I went straight to the kitchen, looking forward to visiting Martha, but got a nasty surprise instead. Fagan, looking like he owned the place, was sitting at the kitchen table, chatting with Martha.

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