The Corpse Whisperer by H.R. Boldwood

Author:H.R. Boldwood
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Third Street Press

16

Damn It, I’m Busy

Having been evicted from the safe house by Director Douchebag, we regrouped at the precinct to form our action plan for finding and rescuing Leo.

Once again, we found ourselves sitting in Cap’s office, awaiting a monumental tongue lashing. Cap had told us to meet him there. But he was late, damn him. We couldn’t afford to waste time.

Rico, bursting at the seams with his own private agenda, didn’t bother to wait for Cap.

“What the hell is wrong with you, Nighthawk? How dare you attack Jade? And on air, yet! You’re like a fucking rabid dog when it comes to her. If you can’t contain yourself—”

“Contain myself?”

He shoved his finger in my face. “If you can’t contain yourself, I’m going to ask for a transfer. I’m not putting up with your psycho horseshit anymore. You’re out of control.”

My jaw dropped. “Jesus! Are you blind? She goes out of her way to insult me, and make me look like a fool on the goddam news, every chance she gets.”

“You do a good enough job of that on your own.”

I jerked as if he’d slapped me.

He took a deep breath and lowered his voice. “For God’s sake. Like it or not, what you do—what we do—is news. She reports the news. Don’t forget, I’m not coming out of this situation smelling any better than you. Get over your sensitive self and grow a pair.”

He clammed up tighter than a nun in church, leaving me to think about his words. Of course, that’s when the stupid brain bitch decided to grace me with her two cents worth. And once she got started there was no shutting her up. God help me, she was enough to make me want to dig into my head with a spoon and perform my own bitch-ectomy.

Since Rico decided to be a passive-aggressive butthead and give me the silent treatment, I picked up Cap’s desk phone and called Nonnie. “Hey, yeah, listen. I may be late tonight.”

She cut me off, telling me about her day.

Knowing it wouldn’t get any easier, the longer she talked, I finally blurted out, “Nonnie, Leo’s been kidnapped.”

She took it hard. I could hear her sniffling.

Her voice sounded shaky. “Who do this?”

“We don’t know yet. But we’re going to find him. Okay? We won’t give up until we do. He’ll be back at the kitchen table, eating lasagna, in no time.”

Rico shot daggers at me and shook his head. I know. I shouldn’t have gotten her hopes up. But she sounded scared for the Leo—love him, hate him, screwball Leo.

She wasn’t the only one.

Nonnie’s gentle sobs drifted through the phone.

I don’t handle tears well. It was time to bounce. “Got to run now, Nonnie. I’ll be home when I can. Kiss the twins for me, huh?”

Cap appeared as I hung up the phone. We’d been waiting nearly a half-hour, and I was testier than a monkey on Red Bull.

When I jumped out of my chair, I forgot all about using my indoor voice.

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