Frog Legs and Goose Feathers by Charlie Richards

Frog Legs and Goose Feathers by Charlie Richards

Author:Charlie Richards [Richards, Charlie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781487425784
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter Four

When the second cop car, as well as the ambulance, zipped by him on the snowy road, Devon gripped the steering wheel a little bit tighter. His heart hammered in his chest. The flakes that had started falling just after the Triple A lady had arrived made the road slippery and wet, and he didn't trust his spare donut tire to hold up to any swift maneuvers.

Devon turned onto his street, letting out a sigh of relief as he took the curve that would reveal his home. Then he sucked in a harsh gasp. His jaw sagged open as he stared at the three cop cars and the ambulance clustered in and around his driveway.

"Fucking hell!" Devon cried as he eased his vehicle to a stop before his neighbor's home, since there wasn't any room in front of his own.

Grabbing his cane, Devon shoved open his door. He eased from his vehicle as swiftly as his cold-aching knee would allow. His lover had been right. After a long day at the office, combined with the cold and slow drive home, his knee had stiffened up.

Devon closed his door, then began limping as swiftly as possible up the sidewalk. As he drew closer, an officer approached him. He had his hand up as if warding him away. His words did the same.

"I'm sorry, sir. This is a crime scene." The officer pointed back to his vehicle. "I need you to get back in your car and leave."

"I'm Devon Gateman, and I live here with my partner, Jake." He couldn't stop how demanding he sounded. "What happened?"

"You're Devon Gateman?" Obviously, Devon's name rang a bell to the man. He held out his hand. "I'd like to see your identification, please."

Devon complied, reaching into his jacket and pulling out his wallet. Flipping it open, he handed it over. He watched as the man shown a flashlight on it, reading it.

After closing the wallet, the officer gave it back to Devon. "I'm Officer Mendez," the man said. "Please come with me."

Devon shoved his wallet back into his jacket as he limped behind the officer. When they reached the driveway, he spotted two more officers, a paramedic, an open front door, and more people inside. The other officers nodded to Mendez, but they didn't try to stop him.

"Detective Haralson," Officer Mendez called, drawing the attention of a man in jeans and a nice jacket. The deeply bronzed male nodded at the other man he'd been talking to, then strode toward them. "Detective, this is Devon Gateman," Mendez told him, indicating Devon.

The detective nodded. "Good. Jake's been asking after you." Beckoning, he turned and passed through the hall and living room until he reached the dining room. "Jake."

Then Detective Haralson stepped aside, revealing a scene that caused Devon's gut to clench.

Jake sat on the floor with a paramedic kneeling beside him. The man was cleaning the back of Jake's head. A couple of the dining room chairs had been overturned, and their fire bat had been wrapped in an evidence bag and was being held by another officer.



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