Love Me Dead by Lisa Renee Jones

Author:Lisa Renee Jones [Jones, Lisa Renee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Julie Patra Publishing
Published: 2019-07-22T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

Where is Detective Williams?

It’s the question of the day. It’s the question Chief Houston asks when he catches me at the front of the apartment before I leave. “If not here, where?” he asks.

“I don’t know.”

“You’re the profiler. If she’s dead, where is she now?”

“If she was dead—” I stop myself short, because unlike a lot of irritating people on this case, I don’t have foot to mouth disease. “We don’t know if she’s dead.”

He studies me hard and heavily. “Tell me where your head is right now. What the hell can I possibly do to help you catch this asshole if I don’t know what rabbit hole we’ve fallen inside?”

“I like to travel my rabbit holes alone rather than with a wolf that might eat me.”

“You’re no rabbit, Lilah,” he snaps, folding his arms in front of his chest. He’s big like Thomas, but he stays the hell in his own personal space. I still don’t trust him. “You still don’t trust me,” he comments, like he heard what I thought. Hell, maybe I said it out loud.

“Nope,” I say, sticking to the less is more idea.

“Okay then. At least you’re honest. I’m assigning Detective Carpenter to take over as lead for Williams, reporting to you, of course. You know him. You worked with him. He knows Williams.”

He’s right. I know him. I’ve worked with him. He’s an old geezer with a bald head. “Knowing him doesn’t mean I trust him. It doesn’t even mean I like him.”

“He knows Williams.”

“You said that.”

“You don’t. He can offer insight into where she might be right now.”

“Fine. Have him call me.” I turn to walk away.

“Agent Love.”

I grimace and pause, turning on my heels. “Yes?” I ask.

“Who can I give you that you will trust? Who do you want on this case?”

“Greg,” I say of my old partner. “He’s on leave because Moser set him up to take the fall for something he didn’t do. Payback because Greg knew he was dirty and wasn’t going to put up with it.”

“If I get him back?”

“Get him back. We’ll talk a bit more if you get that done.”

“You’re riding me like I’m a drunk fool, Lilah.”

“Agent Love to you, asshole, until you prove you’re not a drunk fool.”

“Call fucking Murphy and the ‘fuck’ in that sentence is me trying to relate to you because nothing else is working.”

Umbrella Man has a better chance of relating to me, but that’s my little secret. “Did you want a cookie or a proper lesson on pronunciation? Because you need to emphasize the F or the K in appropriate moments.”

He doesn’t laugh. “I’ll get your man back.” He presses his hands to his hips. “We have an issue though. The press got hold of all of this. They’re breathing down my neck. What am I giving them?”

“You have a suicide in a courtroom. Leave it at that.”

“I have two dead women. They know.”

“That, to the public eye, don’t connect.”

“The attorney general wants this case solved before panic sets in,” he counters.

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