The Drowned Girls by White Loreth Anne

Author:White, Loreth Anne
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781503941212
Publisher: Montlake Romance
Published: 2017-06-19T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 38

“What the—? It’s . . . Zach Raddison, the mayor’s aide.” Angie peered through the camera’s telephoto lens, watching as the tall dark male rapidly exited city hall with Jayden Norton-Wells. The two men stopped and began to argue in the rain, arms gesticulating. She clicked off a rapid series of shots. Norton-Wells shoved Raddison in the chest. Raddison reeled back, then lunged forward, grabbing Norton-Wells by the shoulders, holding him firmly as he spoke intently, face up close to Norton-Wells. Angie shot more frames, the digital camera firing a fast staccato of click click clicks.

She and Maddocks were parked across the street from city hall. Norton-Wells, the guy who’d professed to be too ill to leave his house in order to come down to the station to make an official statement, had raced the Porsche straight here. He’d parked at a bad angle in an off-street parking space and run inside, wearing just his T-shirt and jeans despite the wintery cold. It was barely minutes before he exited with Raddison in tow.

“So,” said Maddocks, “the ADAG’s son, who might have given Drummond a Saint Christopher on a chain, and whose vehicle might have been used in the commission of a crime, has some sort of volatile relationship with the manager of Jack Killion’s election campaign, Zach Raddison, who is now the mayor’s right-hand man.”

“Like they say, we all move within six degrees of separation from one another.” Angie clicked again as Raddison gripped Norton-Wells by the upper arm and began marching him back to the badly parked Porsche.

“So, Norton-Wells is spooked by our visit, and he rushes here, presumably straight up to the mayor’s office to find Raddison. Why?” he said.

Norton-Wells got back into his car. Raddison slammed the door shut on him. Norton-Wells pulled out into the street, driving slowly now. Raddison stood on the sidewalk in his shirtsleeves, in the rain, watching the Porsche disappear down the road, before turning and heading back into city hall. He looked visibly rattled.

Angie lowered the camera. “Do we follow Norton-Wells, or pay Raddison and the mayor’s office a visit?”

Maddocks reached for the door handle. “Mayor’s office. While Raddison is still shaken.”

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