Evidence of Murder by Lisa Black

Author:Lisa Black
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2009-06-11T16:00:00+00:00

On her way home, she stopped at Don’s house and borrowed his copy of Polizei. The time had come for her to enter Evan’s game.

CHAPTER 15

Theresa hadn’t dated since Paul’s death, to say the least, hadn’t thought about dating, refused to even consider thinking about dating. And yet when she entered her home that night, her daughter waiting for her at the kitchen table, drumming her seventeen-year-old fingers, Theresa felt as if she’d been out on a date, had returned past curfew, and was now in very big trouble.

“Hi,” she chanced, trying to remind herself that she was the mommy and Rachael was the little girl, not vice versa. She failed. “I forgot about your concert, didn’t I? How did it go?”

“Super,” Rachael deadpanned. “Working late?”

“Yeah.” Theresa removed her coat and hung it on the hook next to the door, and, talking too fast, said, “I questioned Evan’s business partner’s girlfriend and then the business partner. Did you play that Mozart piece after all?”

“You don’t question people.” Her daughter repeated what Theresa had said herself during numerous forensic-themed TV dramas. “You work with evidence. Cops question people.”

“Well, I was questioning them about the evidence, I suppose, the evidence being Jillian. Look.” She held up a plastic case containing the borrowed Polizei disc. “I brought you something.”

Rachael’s expression did not change as she stood up. “I don’t play video games.”

“Please.”

Her daughter stopped, halfway out of her chair.

“I need your help.”

She had been through so much, her daughter, during what should have been her carefree high school years—her parents divorced, her grandmother gone back to work, she’d endured a constant stream of cocktail waitress potential stepmothers, gotten used to a stepfather only to lose him before the title became official, and then watched her mother drift through an eight-month depr—funk, present in body only, the mind out of reach. Theresa didn’t have to be Freud to know that everyone has a breaking point and she was pushing her daughter toward hers.

Rachael held out her hand. “Hand it over.”

The girl opened the lower doors on the entertainment unit and dragged out a passel of wires. The game cartridge fit into the designated slot on a console Theresa had paid a lot of money for but very little attention to, until now. Rachael changed the TV channel and a blue screen appeared, with START GAME written in blood-drenched letters.

Theresa’s stomach grumbled but she didn’t dare leave her neglected daughter’s side; at least Rachael would have eaten—interests and talents often skip a generation and Rachael had inherited her grandmother’s respect for food. Theresa perused the game case instead. The background summary, which repeated what Don had already told her, spoke of a castle, a treasure, murderous vampire guards. The hero, a brawny young man with spiky blond hair and a gleaming plate of armor on his chest and back, had only his trusty sword and a glowing amulet that glowed more brightly when he took the right path. He could, however, pick up other trinkets

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