The Art of Murder (Ava James FBI Mystery Book 16) by A.J. Rivers

Author:A.J. Rivers [Rivers, A.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: A.J. Rivers
Published: 2024-11-08T00:00:00+00:00

Ava sat at her desk preparing the notes on Thom Axel’s interview while simultaneously evaluating the best and quickest plan to get the information she needed about him, his Norway address, his family, and about the Mabef easel that was delivered to his previous Norway address. He could have been lying about everything. That was always a possibility, but with no way of knowing, she had to jump through the hoops to get the information that would prove it one way or the other.

A message came through while she was working. She opened the file and read the DNA reports for the blood taken from the knife in Lucia’s Fairhaven home, as well as the DNA taken from under her fingernails.

After reading the second report three times, her heart thundered and her mind reeled, leaving her in a state of disbelief and complete shock.

She printed the reports, barely able to contain herself long enough for the printer to spit out the paper. After grabbing the papers, she nearly sprinted to the bullpen where she burst through the doorway. The noisy entry drew everyone’s attention. She held the papers tightly and thrust them out in front of her.

“The DNA under her nails,” she announced as adrenaline pumped.

Metford took the papers and started reading them.

“There was a hit?” Dane asked.

“Who was it?” Ashton asked from behind his computer screens.

Metford let his hand drop and looked up. “Solomon Furlong?” he asked in confusion. “Solomon Furlong?” The disbelief dripped from his words.

“Solomon Furlong,” Ava repeated with surety. “The new librarian-slash-curator at Fairhaven Library and Center for Art Culture.” A dry laugh escaped, sounding almost like a bark.

Dane, Ashton, and Santos stared at her with wide eyes and unhinged jaws. Nobody could believe it. A man they had never thought of was involved with Lucia’s death.

Agent Weston stood on the threshold of the doorway, his foot propping the door open. “Remind me to never get mixed up in the art world,” he said.

“No worries about that. You can’t draw a stick-man, Weston,” a man commented as he walked past.

“Yeah, well, even that could sell for a million if I labeled it as abstract or some crap.” Weston held up a paper. “Guess you already got the report?” he asked Ava.

“I did. Thank you,” she answered.

Weston stepped back and let the door swing shut.

“Is there any way it could be a mistake?” Metford asked.

“Maybe they were lovers,” Santos suggested. “That would explain his DNA under her nails.” She shrugged.

“No,” Metford said definitively. “He’s not Lucia’s type. She wouldn’t go for someone like him. He’s too…too…”

“Too rigid, too overbearing, too entitled,” Ava finished for him.

“Exactly.”

“Opposites attract, though, right?” Santos continued.

“I don’t think that applies to this situation,” Dane said. “There’s something else going on besides the art world being the art world, and more than lovers hooking up, too.”

“Like what? What’s your theory?” Ava asked.

“I don’t know. It’s completely baffling; confusing.”

“I’m going to the library to arrest Furlong,” Ava said. She gave them tasks to work on while she was gone.

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