PsyCop 1: Among the Living by Jordan Castillo Price

Author:Jordan Castillo Price [Price, Jordan Castillo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: mm
Publisher: JCP Books LLC
Published: 2011-03-29T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Marks—Jacob, I mean—snores a little. I think I was relieved to learn it. If he was absolutely perfect, I’d have to be suspicious.

I woke around six, and while it would’ve been nice to get a few more hours in, I was surprised to have slept as soundly as I had. I hadn’t spent a night in another man’s bed since…I thought back. Maybe eight years earlier. That college professor who was always high—on weed, not Auracel. That was back before they even made Auracel and I’d needed to take Neurozamine with a Benadryl chaser to shut out the voices.

Eight years. I felt old. Jacob mumbled a little, as if my stirring had bothered him, and then rolled onto his back and settled into the long, slow breaths of deep sleep.

I stared at his gorgeous profile and told myself, yet again, that I was actually sleeping with him and that he’d been the one to initiate it. Maybe I’d just been poised for a little good luck. It was about time.

I’d showered and made a pot of coffee by the time Jacob shuffled out of his bedroom in nothing but a pair of blue paisley boxers. “It’s seven o’clock,” he said, squinting. “Are you crazy?”

“They did treat me for schizophrenia for a couple of years before they figured out I was talking to real dead people,” I replied. I’d meant it as a joke, but it’d come out kind of edgy.

Jacob looked me in the eye for a long moment before he sighed and poured himself a cup of coffee. “Well, you’re not a kid in an institution anymore,” he said. He took a sip of the coffee and winced, then scooped a few spoonfuls of sugar into it. “You’re a cop. You can speed. You can carry a gun. You can tell other people what to do and they’d damn well better do it.”

Maybe in his world. He was a big, strapping guy with a deep voice and a piercing gaze that could nail you to the wall. I just talked to dead people.

But Jacob didn’t see me that way. Psychs were like shiny new toys to him, endlessly fascinating and inspiring. If he felt cheated that he only had access to five senses, he didn’t let it slow him down much. And why should it if he could demand the services of two federally licensed Psychs and a suspended cop with the elusive gift of sí-no?

“Someone told Warwick I was talking to Gutierrez,” I reminded him as he speed-dialed Carolyn.

“And?”

“And he said he’d suspend me if….”

“Carolyn? Hey. Let’s get together at my place today for some brainstorming. No, you don’t have to bring anything. Mmm hm. Yeah, I do have some ideas, but it’ll be easier to just show you when you get here. Right. Bye bye.”

I got Lisa’s number from the Fifth Precinct and convinced her to take a cab over to Jacob’s. She insisted that there wasn’t much she could do without her gun and badge, but I reminded her that she’d been at the Blakewood scene and seen the victim with her own eyes.

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