Hot Property by Karen Leabo

Author:Karen Leabo [Leabo, Karen]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 978-0-345-54488-9
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2014-02-18T05:00:00+00:00

Michael couldn’t think of any reason to stay longer. Wendy was settled in; she had his instructions for what to do if there was trouble; she knew how to use the security system; she had his cell phone and the charger. He offered to let her keep his extra gun, but she would have none of that.

“That would be stooping to Mr. Neff’s level,” she said. “Besides, I’m scared of guns.”

Michael didn’t press it. If she was hesitant to fire a gun—and most people were—there was too great a chance a bad guy could use the weapon against her.

“Don’t hesitate to call 9-1-1,” he said, continuing with his litany of warnings, “though I’m positive no one followed us here.”

“I won’t.”

“I’ll check in with you tomorrow, then.” He started out the bedroom door.

“Oh, Michael?”

“Yeah?”

“What about the investigation? What’s being done?”

He sighed. This was where his ethical footing got a little dicey. “Technically, I’m supposed to be gathering evidence to turn over to the D.A.’s office.”

“So they can put me away.”

“Yeah. But I’m also supposed to follow all leads, not just the ones that make you look guilty. So I did some follow-up with the artist’s composite, showing it around, trying to get the papers to run it.”

“And will they?”

He shook his head. “Neither will the TV stations. The media got stung a few months ago when they plastered the city with the composite of a ‘suspect’ that turned out to be the figment of a guilty witness’s imagination.”

She nodded. “I remember that. The police department was a little embarrassed, too, if I recall.”

“Yeah. So no one’s that anxious to push Linda’s rendering of Mr. Neff—especially since it looks a little like Captain Patterson, the guy the mayor’s giving the retirement party for.”

Wendy gasped. “Oooh, that’s right, the mayor’s party. I have some major stuff to take care of.” She sagged. “I guess I can do some of it on the phone. Um, what else?”

“I’ve got the name of the person at the bank who opened Mr. Neff’s account. I’ll see if her description matches yours.”

“If she even remembers,” Wendy said glumly. “I’ll bet he’s had that account for months. She’s probably opened a hundred accounts since then. What else?”

“Motor Vehicles is tracking down the brown car. I got a partial license number on it.”

“You’re actually doing quite a bit,” she said, sounding surprised.

“I’ve also been digging into your background,” he admitted. “Prior arrests, stuff like that.”

“I’ve never been arrest—oh, wait a minute.”

“I know all about it, Wendy,” he said with mock seriousness. “Chaining yourself to a tree. Really. How sixties.”

“It was one of the oldest trees in my neighborhood!”

“I read the article. Don’t worry, the D.A. can’t make much of that. Are there any other skeletons in your closet I should worry about?”

“The rest of my skeletons are buried too deep to find,” she said mysteriously. He couldn’t tell whether she was joking or not.

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