Shadows Still Remain by Peter De Jonge

Author:Peter De Jonge
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Tags: Police Procedural, Murder, Police, Mystery & Detective, New York (N.Y.), Fiction, New York, Investigation, Women Sleuths, Thrillers, Suspense, New York (State), Crime
ISBN: 9780061882265
Publisher: Harper
Published: 2010-03-10T00:00:00+00:00

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When O'Hara and Krekorian get to McLain's temporary new home in Hell's Kitchen, McLain is vacuuming his host's living room rug, and despite the beer in his hand, is doing a terrific job. "David," says O'Hara, "when were you going to tell me Francesca danced at Privilege?" "I wasn't," says McLain, and turns off the machine. "Her stripping, which she did exactly once a week for four months, has nothing to do with anything. It was easy, and it paid well. End of story."

"That place is a magnet for assholes. One of them could have killed Francesca. Maybe even the goon you beat the crap out of." "You were there? Next time, feel free to jump in." "I was considering it, but it hardly seemed necessary. You learn that at soccer practice?" "No," says McLain with a sheepish smile. "A Jet Li video." O'Hara and Krekorian leave McLain to his chores, but not before O'Hara pries the can of Pabst from McLain's hand and pours it down the sink, an egregious act of maternal interference and wastefulness that elicits an arched eyebrow from her partner. "You're still sweating out last night's Maker's Mark," says Krekorian in the elevator, "and you confiscate a man's beer? He's vacuuming, not operating a forklift." "That doesn't count as heavy machinery? I can't help it. The kid's loyalty gets to me. He doesn't mean a word of that crap about stripping being no big deal. Otherwise, he wouldn't have given away her wages like they were radioactive. Plus, he vacuums." O'Hara saw no reason to inform Krekorian that Pena's stripping money was actually removed from the bouncer's wallet and probably far exceeded anything owed to Pena. "How about learning those moves from a kung fu flick?" asks Krekorian. "You buy that?" "Not really. But he's obviously an athlete. You should see him ride a bike with no hands wearing a suit two sizes too small." "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" O'Hara and Krekorian have just stepped back onto Ninth, when a call comes in for O'Hara from the Post reporter who filed this morning's story. Before she can stop herself, O'Hara is repeating the same far-fetched party line McLain fed her. "It's not enough for you guys that a teenage girl is raped, tortured and murdered; now you have to drag her name through the mud," she says. "It's an expensive town, and beer needed the money. This has nothing to do with anything except selling papers." "You don't think the fact that Pena worked as a stripper is news?" "I don't. If I had the body for it and NYPD's blessing, I'd strip too. Why the hell not?" Krekorian taps O'Hara on the shoulder and pulls his finger briskly across his neck, and O'Hara finally hangs up. "Dar, you ever hear the expression 'no comment'?" They stop for coffee and don't get back to 19 1/2 Pitt for another forty minutes. When they do, Loomis and Navarro look at her anxiously as Callahan calls her back into his office.

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