Prime Suspect: A Psychological Thriller With A Twist You Won’t See Coming by Cole Baxter

Author:Cole Baxter [Baxter, Cole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-12-10T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Three

Blake

When I got to the firehouse, Sam and the rest of the troop were already there. They had apparently been waiting for me outside, which made me feel like a jerk.

"Sorry," I said as I shook Sam's hand. "Traffic is terrible."

"Sure," Sam said, knowing full well that there was no traffic.

From over his shoulder, Anna waved at me. "Hello," she said. "How are you?"

"I'm fine." I didn't mean to be a jerk to her. It wasn't her fault that she was Sam's partner and I was so screwed up. But I really thought she could be less intrusive about the whole thing and just leave us both out of it. I didn't need to talk to her, and she didn't need to talk to me.

Sam raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything about it.

"The boys are already waiting for us inside," was the only thing he said, and then he led us through the doors.

There was a fireman, dressed in his casual uniform, waiting for us as promised, and he shook each of our hands.

"Thank you for coming," he said. "I know this has been a pretty complicated investigation."

"I'm sorry for your loss," Sam said, and the fireman shrugged.

"To be honest . . . I'm not sure that you will find many people who are sad about Devon around here."

"We won't?" I asked.

The man shook his head. "No," he said. "But I'll leave the rest of the questions up to you. I don't have personal experience with him, so I only heard the stories."

"Were you not here when he was here?" I asked. "And what's your name?"

"I'm Steve," he said. "And I was on the shift right after him. So, I would hear the stories of what happened, but we only crossed paths a few times."

"Right," I said as I took notes. Sam was taking notes too, and I was relieved to see that half the boys had drifted off to question other people. Only Anna remained at Sam's side, which was expected. I didn't know why I was so annoyed by it.

"So, Steve, did you work with Devon at all?"

"No," he said. "And thank God."

"Why thank God?" I asked.

Steven shrugged. "I just heard that he was a total jerk, you know? Plus, not to mention, the groupies."

"The groupies?" I asked, confused.

"Yeah," Steven said. "I mean, look, we're lonely guys, some of us. It wouldn't be uncommon for someone to bring someone back to their bunk. But Devon, he was the worst of all."

"I see," I said. "Did you know that Devon was married?"

"Yeah," Steve said. "Yeah, I knew. What a jackass."

"Oh," I said in surprise. "I see."

"What, you don't think that having an affair is being a jackass?" he asked.

I shrugged. "I assume that he wasn't the only one doing it."

It wasn't that I didn't think it was being a jackass. It was that I often tried to take all sides of the story into account. There were probably guys here who were fine with what Devon was doing, and I wanted to hear what they had to say.

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