Fresh Meat: The Thrilling Follow-Up To Bare Skin (DS Jamie Johansson Book 2) by Morgan Greene

Author:Morgan Greene [Greene, Morgan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mercury Press
Published: 2020-08-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

While Jamie showered, Cake took the mop and bucket in her hallway cupboard and cleaned up the mess she’d left on all four flights of stairs.

Owning a gym and training boxers, he said, had given him lots of practice mopping up blood, and he was efficient at it now.

When he came back in, his brow shining with sweat, Jamie was out of the shower and pushing one of the co-dydramols left over from her broken arm out of the pack and onto her kitchen counter.

Cake put the mop down and ran the back of his hand across his forehead.

Jamie looked up, still damp from the shower, her hair hanging down onto her shoulders in long, thick, brown tendrils, wetting the zip-through hoodie she had on.

‘Any trouble?’ she asked, her mouth more swollen than bloody now and her nose practically clear. It sounded like she had cotton wool stuffed in her gums.

He shook his head. ‘No, I didn’t see anyone, and so long as no one comes out in the next ten minutes, they shouldn’t slip and break their necks, either.’

Jamie smiled for a brief moment. ‘What about the car? The pavement?’

He put his hands on his hips, his eyes moving to the coffee machine. ‘Nothing. Didn’t seem like anyone’s been out there yet — no one called the police or anything. I left the glass where it was, mopped across the pavement and kicked some of the glass a little down the road, scraped my shoes a little, made it look like the person who did it ran away.’

She pushed a tablet the size of a button between her teeth and threw some water in after it, swallowing painfully. She winced. ‘Good,’ she said. ‘Sounds like you’ve got a knack for dressing crime scenes.’

He looked at her like he didn’t know if that was a compliment, a joke, or if he should be offended.

Jamie hated tampering with evidence and not reporting a crime as much as the next honest detective, but there was nothing else she could do. Whoever owned the car could claim on their insurance, and maybe Jamie would pin a little stack of twenty-pound notes under the windscreen wiper in a few weeks to say sorry. For now, all she could do was hope that if the owner called the police they’d do what they almost always did in those situations — and she knew because she’d been a uniformed officer who’d attended a hundred too many calls like it — and that was to tell them that without evidence — an eye witness, photos, videos, a confession and a culprit there at the scene — there was little that could be done, and that it was a matter for the insurance companies to deal with.

She didn’t think anyone had seen her, but if they had she’d deal with it if and when.

If they hadn’t, then she’d keep her head down, act like she heard and saw nothing herself, and push forward.

It sounded like Cake had done a good job, and she had to trust him.

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