Injustice For All by C.C. Warrens

Author:C.C. Warrens
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Christian mystery, Christian fiction, Christian suspense, Christian thriller
Publisher: C.C. Warrens
Published: 2018-09-28T00:00:00+00:00

28

SINCE HALF THE NEIGHBORHOOD was already awake, Marx decided to question the neighbors. He made his way onto the porch of the condo next door to his crime scene and raised a hand to knock.

He paused at the sound of feet clomping up the steps behind him and turned to see a woman standing on the second step from the top.

She stood in three-inch heels, hot pink pants, and lipstick the same startling shade. There was even a shimmer of gold glitter on her eyelids and a thin strip of too-tan midriff showing.

Although she was dressed like a teenager, her caked-on makeup sank into the creases around her eyes, betraying the fact that she was approaching fifty.

Marx cleared his throat. “This your house?”

Her heavily lined eyes regarded him with a twinkle of admiration. “Sure is. I’m Kandy. Zipowski.” She stepped onto the porch and held out her hand. “And you are?”

He shook her offered hand and forced a polite smile. “Detective Marx. Do you have a minute to talk?”

“Oh, absolutely.” She brushed against him as she moved to open her front door, and he took two steps back.

This woman was a lawsuit waiting to happen, and he was not going into her home alone.

“Excuse me,” he said by way of warning before placing two fingers in his mouth and letting out a shrill whistle.

He motioned over the lone female officer. She didn’t look thrilled to be summoned, but she abandoned the police tape and started his way.

Stomping up the steps like a thundercloud, she said, “Detective.”

“Officer . . .”—he glanced at the name tag on her uniform—“Simmons. I apologize for the whistle, but I didn’t know your name.”

The slender blond hardened her jaw and crossed her arms. “That’s fine. Every woman enjoys being summoned like a dog.”

He flinched inwardly. He hadn’t even considered that the gesture might come across that way. “I meant no disrespect.”

“Well, now that I’m here, how can I serve you?” she asked tartly.

He sighed. He’d managed to offend her before even speaking, and he wasn’t smoothing that over any time soon. “I would appreciate it if you would join me for my conversation with Ms. Zipowski.”

Simmons looked at the woman standing just inside the house in her bubble-gum–pink ensemble, her equally pink lips puckered in a disgruntled pout, and gave Marx a slow, knowing smile. “Sure.”

They stepped inside, and the woman closed the door. “I’m Kandy,” she told Simmons.

Simmons’s lips thinned in a reflexive smile. “Of course you are.”

Kandy gestured toward her living room just off the entryway. “Make yourselves comfortable.”

Marx bypassed the nearest love seat in favor of a flower-printed chair. Kandy hid her disappointment poorly as she sat on the love seat alone.

“I’m so glad you’re here, Detective. Knowing what happened to Lola . . . well, it’s terrifying. I’m a single woman living alone too, and to think it could’ve been me.” She pressed a hand to her chest. “I feel much safer knowing there’s a strong, handsome detective here looking out for us single ladies.

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