Murder in the City: Blue Lights by Tatum Clare

Author:Tatum, Clare [Tatum, Clare]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-07-14T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Brice looked around Lainey’s living room. It wasn’t fancy but it was homey. The type of house he’d grown up in, with so many kids jumping all over the furniture that it would have been useless for his parents to replace it anyway.

Pet paw marks and kid dirt grimed it soon after their parents cleaned it. Their mother hadn’t exactly given up—she’d just refused to get upset over a house filled with a bunch of kids and the natural results of that.

“I had kids to enjoy them,” she’d often said. “Not to fret over a little dirt. You kids go play.”

Now, sitting in Lainey’s house, he had the same feeling. It was all about the little girl who lived here. Her books were strewn about the coffee table.

Lainey walked to the armchair, picking up some girlie hair things that had been left lying on a side table and setting them into a nearby ceramic dish.

A sudden flash of sadness for the life he’d lost swept through him. Maddie, just about Julie’s age, and his wife, Jennifer.

“Where are your parents?” he asked Lainey, trying to divert his thoughts from his own past.

A quick flash of pain swept across Lainey’s face and he was instantly sorry he’d asked.

“They’re dead.” The stoic face she wore spoke of a long time of pushing back her grief. For the sake of her little sister?

He just nodded, not wanting to elicit more grief when she was dealing with the fear about her sister’s situation.

But as if she needed to tell him, she tilted her head and spoke. “They were killed by a drunk driver.”

Grief molded her face and he wanted to take her into his arms. He knew about losing ones you loved.

The whole time he and Lainey had worked together on Moseman’s case, she’d been strong, getting angry, but never seeming to succumb to the horror and emotional upset that took many prosecutors out of the business.

It made sense now. Every case she took on was as if she were seeking justice for her parents.

She was driven because of what had happened to them.

“It’s good when you can take something bad and make good come of it,” he offered.

Tears came to her eyes for just an instant, then she blinked them back.

A tiny knock smattered on the front door. Instantly, Brice was up, his gun drawn.

He stuck out his other hand to Lainey, motioning her to stay back.

She half laughed, the dark sound barely resembling anything having to do with humor. “It’s just Mrs. Maxey.”

Brice still sidestepped to the window to look out at the front porch. Sure enough, a tiny little woman stood on the front steps.

Her curled, gray hair capped a head that peered anxiously toward the door. Brice turned to Lainey and nodded. “It’s her.”

“Of course it is. I recognize her knock. It’s the same one she uses in the middle of the night when she comes over to watch Julie when I go to a crime scene.” She shrugged. “I guess it got to be a habit, that quiet knocking.

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