Speak No Evil: A Novel by Allison Brennan

Author:Allison Brennan
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Fiction, Police Procedural, Murder, Mystery & Detective, Crime, Romance, Suspense, Women Sleuths, Suspense fiction, General, Women - Crimes against
ISBN: 9780345495020
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2007-01-29T10:00:00+00:00

TWENTY

HE WORE NOTHING but his hat.

She wore nothing at all.

“Come here, Carina,” Nick said in that slow, easy drawl that she now equated with rugged Montana.

She walked to him. His blue eyes darkened, and he focused on her with such intensity that every muscle melted in her body. She reached for his face, pulled him down to her, touched her lips to his. His hard, lean body hovered over her, teasing, tempting, and she arched to meet him. Suddenly they were one, moving together, his hands on her breasts, her waist, wrapping her with flexing muscles, getting closer, but not close enough.

“More,” she whispered in his ear.

The phone jolted her from her erotic dream and Carina moaned.

“I hate my job,” she muttered as she reached for the receiver next to her bed. “Kincaid.”

As she listened to dispatch she sat up, now fully alert. “La Jolla Main Library? I can get there in forty minutes.”

Carina flipped the switch on her coffeepot, took a two-minute icy shower, and with two travel mugs of hot coffee drove the two short blocks to her parents’ house and knocked on Nick’s door. It was four in the morning. He opened it almost immediately, wearing boxers and nothing else.

Wow! Nick in person was even better than her interrupted dream. In an instant she took in his broad chest, flat stomach, narrow hips . . . and scars on both knees.

No time for questions about old injuries, no time to enjoy his near-nakedness. “We have another one.”

“Who?”

Carina handed him one of the travel mugs of black coffee. “We don’t have a positive ID. A body, female, approximately eighteen years of age, was found in the middle of the parking lot of La Jolla Public Library. A patrol found her, thought it was either a drunk or hit and run. Until he approached.”

“Same MO?” Nick zipped up his jeans and pulled a black T-shirt over his head. Threaded his holster through his belt, secured his gun.

“Her head was covered by a garbage bag.”

“Her head? Where’s the rest of her body?”

She blinked, at first not understanding what he meant, then realizing he thought just her head was found. “It’s all there, but her body was wrapped in plastic wrap.”

“Mouth?”

“Don’t know. The responding officer didn’t remove the bag from her head. He checked her pulse and she was dead. He secured the scene, called it in. The crime techs are meeting us there.”

Nick slid his feet into boots and picked up the coffee Carina had brought, took a sip. “Thanks for the coffee.”

“I don’t know about you,” she said as she headed down the stairs to her car, “but three hours of sleep doesn’t cut it for me anymore.”

Since it was the middle of the night with no traffic, it took less than twenty minutes to reach the library. The crime scene van was already there, but they were still unpacking their equipment. Carina introduced Nick to Jim Gage and his assistant, Blair Duncan, who was fresh out of college.

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