Galileo by Ann McMan

Author:Ann McMan [Ann McMan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781612941608
Publisher: Bywater Books
Published: 2019-09-30T16:00:00+00:00

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Jesús Correa Ortiz was the younger brother of a girl Evan had dated off and on in high school.

It actually was mostly off—at least as far as the actual “dating” part went. They really were more like occasional fuck buddies than anything else. Sofia wasn’t really queer—or so she said. According to her, her interest in Evan was more exploratory than anything. But they spent enough time together that Sofia’s mother, who once caught them mostly naked in the back seat of the family station wagon, never stopped blaming Evan for making her son “turn” gay.

Evan never quite understood Mrs. Ortiz’s calculus on that one. But Jesús, who wisely changed his name to J.C., never let Evan forget it, either. Especially when he got beat up every other week at school because he tended to wear pirate shirts and kept posters of Prince tacked up inside his locker.

How any of that was her fault never exactly became clear to her.

She knew J.C. had joined the Philly P.D. after college, but didn’t realize he’d made detective until Tim had mentioned him this morning. That was quite an accomplishment for a kid from J.C.’s background—particularly in a south Philly precinct not known for its tolerance.

It didn’t take her long to locate J.C.’s desk on the second floor of the 1st District Station on 24th Street. She knew he’d be working. Homicide detectives didn’t tend to get weekends off. Not in this town, anyway.

She crossed the big, noisy room toward the desk where he stood, scowling at something he was reading. When he looked up and saw her coming, she could tell that he recognized her right away.

He tossed whatever he’d been reading down on his desk, which was covered with papers, photographs, and about five empty coffee cups, all emblazoned with logos from sports teams and different area restaurants.

He took a moment to look her up and down. Normally that would piss her off, but she hadn’t seen J.C. in a while—not since he’d been a rookie beat cop. She was pretty sure he already had an idea about why she was there.

She fluttered the fingers of her right hand at him in her best pantomime of a feminine salute.

“Evangeline Reed.” J.C. knew that using her full name would piss her off. It was clear this interview was going to be . . . fun. “What’re you doing in this neighborhood? Your Lexus break down or something?”

“Very funny, Officer. You should try out for Spring Frolics again. Bet they’d finally let you in—what with that big gun and all.”

“Yeah? Suck my dick. You see this gold shield?” He pointed at the badge hanging from his belt. “It’s Detective now. You got some actual business here, or is this strictly a social call?”

Evan pulled out a chair and sat down beside his metal desk.

“I don’t recall asking you to sit down,” J.C. said.

“Funny. I don’t recall asking for permission.”

“Look. You lose your Pomeranian or something? If so, file a report downstairs. We do real work up here.

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