One Last Scream (Special Agent Ricki James Book 2) by C.R. Chandler

Author:C.R. Chandler [Chandler, C.R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Five Sisters Publishing
Published: 2021-01-13T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Three

“Then you think this Metler woman was Maxwell Hardy’s client?”

“There’s a good chance.” Ricki shifted her weight to a more comfortable position in the folding chair in front of Clay’s desk. She hadn’t been able to catch up with him the night before, so was sure to make his office her first stop that morning.

She was careful to keep her wrist still in her lap, mindful of the small warning throbs it had been sending out since that morning, when she’d rescued the box falling out of Dan’s grip. Not the best move for a wrist with a hairline fracture. But she considered it an even trade for everything she’d learned today. “I looked up the neighborhood she lives in. Like Demi said, it’s definitely on the ritzy side, so she fits the description of a client Hardy would take care of personally.”

Clay swiveled a half-turn in his chair and looked out the window into the thick stand of trees that surrounded three sides of the building. “Maybe she’s been looking for her brother all these years.”

“If she has, she doesn’t seem too anxious to hear about it,” Ricki said. “I’ve been waiting to hear back from her, but so far, nothing.”

He shifted his gaze back to her. “Which leads to the other possibility.”

Easily following his line of thought, Ricki nodded. “Yeah. She could have been sending that PI around every few years to make sure nothing had been disturbed.”

“And her secret remains safe?”

She shrugged. “Someone’s secret anyway. Unless you think she followed Hardy out here and shot her own PI.”

Clay shook his head. “Odds wouldn’t be good on that one, but people have done stranger things.”

Thinking about her last case, and why all those people had died, Ricki nodded her agreement.

The chief tapped a finger against the screen of his computer. “I put an inquiry in to the Chicago PD. They sent a detective out to interview Ms. Lansanger in person and came up with the same answers I got.” He winced. “And the same impression. It seems she cried all over the Chicago detective too, poor bastard. He let me know that I owe him a big one.” Clay’s casual posture said plainly enough that he wasn’t worried about it, which had Ricki fervently hoping the emotional Ms. Lansanger never made it out to the Bay and demanded her promised introduction to the “hunky” chief.

The object of Demi’s fascination glanced at his wristwatch. “It’s getting late. I was hoping we could . . .” He stopped midsentence and looked past Ricki. “Hey, Bear. Something I can help you with?”

“Sounds like you’re already doing that.”

Ricki shot to her feet and moved to block her ex-husband’s view of the chief. Behind her, she heard the distinct scrape of boots on the floor as Clay got to his feet. “Get a grip, Bear. What do you want?”

“I wanted to let my wife know that I was back in town and picked Eddie up at the diner. He’s at Mom’s house.”

“Ex-wife, and fine.

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