Edge of Mercy (A Kate Reid Novel Book 11) by Robin Mahle

Author:Robin Mahle [Mahle, Robin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HARP House Publishing, LLC.
Published: 2020-03-23T16:00:00+00:00

Bishop’s shift ended as his partner pulled into the station. He jumped out of the truck and grabbed his reports and medical bag. The sun peaked over the horizon amid the partly cloudy skies and brisk air. Most of the city still slept, but for the few who witnessed the orange and yellow-streaked sky, it made working nights just a little more tolerable.

“Hey man, I’ll see you tonight, right?” Desmond asked. “You aren’t going to bail on me again?”

“I won’t. I’ll see you tonight. Get some sleep.” Bishop watched as his partner left the building. He had other plans and walked into the locker room. “Morning.” He said to another tech.

“Did you just get back?” the man asked.

“Sure did. It was a pretty quiet night though,” Bishop replied.

“Good. Maybe today will be quiet too.” He slung a bag over his shoulder. “I gotta roll out. Catch you later, Bishop.”

“Catch you later.” Bishop had suspected who it was who had left the troubling image in his locker. And he waited for that person to come on shift.

Bishop walked into the breakroom and poured a cup of coffee, keeping a close eye on the back door where the employees entered. It seemed as though his wait was growing too long. His coffee was finished. But then, the man in question arrived.

“Bishop? I’m surprised to see you still here. Shouldn’t you be heading home?” The man asked.

“Yeah. I was just finishing some reports to hand in to the boss. Hey, is that your Mustang out there?”

“It is. She’s a beaut, right?”

“Sure is. I wouldn’t mind checking it out if you have a minute,” Bishop said.

“Sure, why not? Come on. I’ll show you what she’s got.” He grabbed his keys and walked into the parking lot. “It’s cold as shit out here this morning.”

“Yes, sir.” Bishop walked behind him a step or two until they approached the black newer-model Mustang. “Now that right there is a work of art.” He looked to the man. “How the hell did you afford something like this on our salary?”

“The wife and I live with my parents.”

Bishop eyed him, figuring he must’ve been in his mid to late 20s. “Oh, cool. You’re married, huh?”

“Two years. No kids though. Wifey wants to move out of the folks’ house before we start having kids.” He unlocked the driver’s side door. “Get behind the wheel, if you want.”

Bishop smiled and slipped onto the black leather seat. “Nice. Leather seats, too. Very nice.” He caressed the leather-wrapped steering wheel and ran his fingers across the buttons on the center console. “Man, I sure could use some wheels like this.” He stepped out again and pointed to his car. “That’s my piece of shit over there.” While the man gazed over at the car, Bishop grabbed the needle and plunged it into his neck.

He cried out as he grabbed his neck. “What the fuck, man? What did you just do? You crazy son of a bitch!”

“You think I don’t know it was you who drew that picture? You have no idea what I’m capable of.

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