Dead Cold Mystery Box Set 2 by Blake Banner

Author:Blake Banner [Banner, Blake]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B07BV9P4SS
Published: 2018-03-30T17:00:00+00:00

FIVE

The call came as I was parking. My cell was on the dash. I glanced at Dehan, who was staring away from me, out at the rain, and said, “Can you get that?”

She picked it up and put it to her ear.

“Yeah.” She waited a moment with one eyebrow raised, then said, “Just a minute.”

She held out the phone without looking at me. I finished parking and took it.

“Yeah, Stone.”

“I just knew you’d answer the phone like that. I would have laid money on it. It’s Shelly.”

I smiled. “Yeah? So I’m that predictable, huh?”

I heard Dehan sigh. I looked as she climbed out of the car and slammed the door behind her. Shelly was saying, “No, not at all. You’re just butch. I like that. Listen, business before pleasure. I spoke to Bob. He says he’s happy to meet you. I am whatsapping you his number now.”

“Thanks, Shelly. I appreciate it.”

My cell bleeped and she said, “Is that it? Did it arrive?”

I checked. There was a message from her with his contact details. I put the phone back to my ear. “Yeah, I got it.”

“Okay, now, speaking of pleasure. You owe me dinner, where are you taking me?”

I laughed. “You mean I get to choose?”

“That depends.”

“On what?”

“On where you choose.”

I let the smile show in my voice. “I’m not familiar with the restaurants in Manhattan. Don’t you need to book six months in advance?”

“Unless you’re happy with Californian wine and paper napkins, yeah. Besides, I was hoping you’d chose somewhere within staggering distance of your place.”

I was surprised but didn’t let it show. “Now there’s a thought. I’ll pick you up at seven thirty.”

“I can’t wait.” Her voice was husky and appealing. It made me hesitate a moment.

“Shelly?”

“Yeah…”

“I’m a cop. If something comes up…”

“Don’t worry, honey, I know all about cops. I’ll see you at seven thirty.”

I hung up and sat for a minute staring at the blank screen. Then I climbed out and walked through the rain into the station, wiping the water from my face with my sleeve. I went to the bathroom, dried myself off, and then went to get coffee. I thought about getting one for Dehan, but with the mood she was in, she might pour it over my head. I eventually found her at our desk. She was leaning back, reading something on her laptop.

I dropped into my chair opposite and studied her for a moment. She shifted her position and moved her laptop so I couldn’t see her face.

“What’s going on, Dehan?”

“I’m reading articles by Dave Thorndike. It’s Dave, not David, by the way.”

“That’s very commendable.”

“Looks like you’re going to be busy, so I have to find things to do.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Don’t mean nothin’, boss. You and Ms. Pearce, that’s Shelly to you, are going to be conducting your own private, exclusive investigation. I figured meantime I could become acquainted with Dave Thorndike’s work. His recent articles might give me a lead into what he was investigating.”

“Dehan, that is ridiculous.” She didn’t answer.

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