Fatal Games (The Rockford Security Series Book 2) by Jones Lee Anne & Below Lindsay K. & Douglass Traci

Author:Jones, Lee Anne & Below, Lindsay K. & Douglass, Traci [Jones, Lee Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-02-23T08:00:00+00:00

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An hour later, Laura walked into the aging Regency Apartments a few blocks from her building. According to what she’d found on the Internet, this was the last known residence of Ben Sanders. The fact he’d lived so close to her made Laura feel slightly unsettled. There was a good chance they’d passed on the street a time or two, maybe even greeted each other. Years as a reporter had given her a tougher skin than most, but still.

This story hit home on far more fronts than she wanted to admit.

She double-checked the address then climbed the stairs to the fourth floor. The linoleum in the hallway peeled slightly around the edges, and the air smelled musty and stale. Brown water stains clung to the crumbling ceiling tiles, and billowing square exhaust vents blew stray cobwebs in the artificial breeze.

Laura squinted at the gold numbers tacked to the brown painted doors, counting down to the one she wanted—406. She knocked once then checked her watch. Three twenty. Most likely no one home. Perfect. After a glance in both directions, she reached into the pocket of her jacket for the lock picks she always kept on hand for such occasions. She’d just started to pull out the small black leather pouch when the door creaked open.

Her breath caught and her eyes widened.

Felicia Gomez.

The last person she expected to see in this particular location on this particular day was dressed in a man’s wrinkled dress shirt, her hair mussed and her eyes red and puffy. She looked like she’d just crawled out of bed. Her voice sounded groggy and rough. “Can I help you?”

“What are you doing here?”

Nose wrinkled, Felicia blinked at her. “I live here. What are you doing here?”

So, Felicia and Ben Sanders were a couple. One more connection between the crazy stalker fan and one less tie between Mike and the murders. Maybe this day would be good for something after all. Still, Felicia seemed awfully unfazed for a woman whose boyfriend had just been killed. Odd. Then again, maybe the police hadn’t informed her yet. Laura decided to play cool and see how much she knew. “I, uh, came to see Ben.”

A shadow crossed Felicia’s pretty features, her stoic expression dissolving into a sorrowful scowl, her voice breaking over the words. “Ben’s dead.”

“Oh, I—”

The rickety elevators to her right dinged and two men stepped off, Troy and another detective—Hopkins, maybe? Laura couldn’t remember the guy’s name now. Her gaze darted between the cops and Felicia. Now, at least, she appeared upset enough about her boyfriend’s demise, but there were still no tears. Why no tears? Most victims’ families cried and wailed in their grief, at least in her experience, but not Felicia. She was either still in shock or a very good actress.

Laura was betting on the latter.

Troy immediately stepped in beside Laura. “What the hell are you doing here?”

The other detective showed his badge to Felicia. “I’m Detective Hopkins, LVPD. Are you Felicia Gomez?”

Felicia nodded, scratching her head and looking completely lost and forlorn.

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