More Than A Lawman by Anna J. Stewart

Author:Anna J. Stewart [Stewart, Anna J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2016-10-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

“Boy, you just don’t realize how dreary a day is until you see something like that.” Jack McTavish’s chair squeaked as he let out a huff of approval. “Like an angel from heaven, I tell you. Brightens my day every time I lay eyes on her.”

“Who?” Cole busily arranged the additional files Mona had sent over, the techno-medical jargon boggling his brain. The buzz of activity from his fellow officers and detectives was the white noise he needed to focus. He’d compile a list of doctors and see what, if any, commonalities the victims’ blood had. Then, maybe, he’d bring Agent Simmons up to date. And throw him a bone by having him do a quick check on all those who’d commented on Eden’s blog.

When Jack let out a low whistle, Cole glanced up. Eden and Simone were headed his way, Simone in one of her attention-grabbing white outfits, wearing a tasteful thin gold chain and heels sharp enough to pierce a man’s heart. “Trust me, my friend. She’s way out of your league. Did you two decide to take me to lunch?” Cole’s teasing grin faltered when he noticed Simone’s pallor rivaled her clothes, and still she had more color in her cheeks than Eden.

“What’s wrong?” He looked down at the wicker basket of flowers Eden dropped on his desk. “What,” he finally asked, “are those?”

“Those are flowers, man. Get with it.” Jack joined them and reached for the card. “Secret admirer, Ms. Assistant DA?”

“I hope not,” Simone muttered.

“Leave it be, Jack.” Eden smacked his hand away. “It’s evidence.”

“Whoa, easy, Eden.”

“Evidence of what?” Cole asked. What was she up to now? “What do you want me to do, send them down to the lab for fingerprint and DNA analysis? What’s the deal, Simone?”

“Those were delivered to Simone’s office a little while ago.” Eden’s voice sounded overly controlled, as if she couldn’t trust herself to speak. “They’re violets, Cole.”

“Violets.” Silence rang in his ears. He scrubbed his fingers across his forehead as if he could scrub away the past.

“And before you ask,” Eden plowed on, “Kyla just texted us to let us know they didn’t come from the florist listed on the envelope.”

It took a long moment for the information to sink in. When it did, he looked at the basket, at the flowers. He shook his head, not wanting to think, not wanting to believe... “That could just be a—”

“Coincidence?” Eden interrupted. “We’ve been down that road and we aren’t buying it. Not when it’s almost twenty years to the day. And not when the card—on stationery that looks like the type Simone used as a kid—says ‘happy anniversary.’”

Eden crossed her arms over her chest, jaw set in that stubborn “no one is going to convince me I’m wrong” stance of hers. “It’s him.”

“Right now, it’s a basket of flowers,” Cole said even as a cold, sick feeling washed over him. He’d finally gotten through to her where the Iceman was concerned, or as much as he was going to.

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