Hollywood Homicide by Kellye Garrett

Author:Kellye Garrett
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Hollywood, hollywood homicide, the hollywood homicide, kelly garrett, kelly garret, kellye garret, kelley garrett, mystery, mystery fiction, mystery novel, fiction, CVR03272017
Publisher: Llewellyn Worldwide, LTD.
Published: 2017-06-21T04:00:00+00:00

As far as storage facilities went, StorQuest was not up there with the fancy-shmancy indoor ones. The place was surrounded by the standard metal fence and required a code to drive onto the lot. Once inside, it looked more like a junkyard. I bet it even had a hungry pit bull named Buster that its security managers let loose at night.

StorQuest’s office was actually a double-wide trailer sitting on a block of decaying cement. Aubrey and his bike were waiting when Omari pulled into the lot and parked. He’d gone with a green color scheme under his reflector outfit. I jumped out the car. Omari took his time.

“Ms. Anderson.” Aubrey nodded at Omari. “Ms. Anderson’s friend.”

“Omari Grant … ” Omari trailed off, expecting something. Something neither of us provided him, because he spoke again as he offered Aubrey his hand to shake. “And you are?”

“Aubrey S. Adams-Parker, pleased to meet you. Do you mind if I speak with Ms. Anderson in private?”

Aubrey took me gently by the elbow and led me a few feet away. His hand rested there while we spoke. “I should speak to an employee to learn whether he or she encountered one of the killers. You said it was 8A, correct?”

“And what should I do?” I asked.

“You should stay outside.”

I immediately saw red. “Are you really still on that ‘leave the investigation to the professionals’ BS? I thought we had an understanding!”

Aubrey sighed, as if mentally preparing for another of my freak-outs. “Ms. Anderson, I simply do not want the employee to know that we are associates. If I do not get the information I need, we can send you in using a different method.”

Oh, in that case. “I’ll be with Omari.” I smiled innocently.

I watched him walk away, then joined Omari in his car. “He’s going to take this one,” I said.

Omari just nodded, staring at Aubrey as he made his way inside. After a moment, he finally spoke. “So Aubrey’s a dude.”

“Of course. Wait, you thought he was a girl?”

“Aubrey S. Adams hyphen Parker? Now why would I think he was female?”

He had a point. “His middle name is Steven.”

“If I’d known that, I probably wouldn’t have thought he was a girl.”

“If he were here, he’d go into a spiel about gender neutrality.”

“Good thing he’s not here.” We both stared at the double-wide in that comfortable silence that only comes when you’re around people you’ve known forever and a day. It was nice. Omari finally spoke. “You must talk a lot to know his middle name. And his number.”

“You mean, by heart?” I used my pointer finger to draw a heart on my chest, then started laughing. I cracked myself up sometimes.

“And what’s with his bike?”

“I never asked. He probably cares about the environment or something like that. He bikes everywhere. His abs are like steel, though. You gotta feel them.”

“I’ll pass.” Omari finally looked away from the office. “Why are we here and not over there?” He motioned to the rows upon rows of storage.

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