The Lazarus Heart by Poppy Z. Brite

Author:Poppy Z. Brite [Brite, Poppy Z.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Fantasy, Collections & Anthologies
ISBN: 9781887368193
Google: 3uYNAAAACAAJ
Amazon: 0061020095
Publisher: HarperEntertainment
Published: 1998-05-31T16:00:00+00:00

The first time Jim Unger saw Jared Poe, the photographer was sitting handcuffed in the backseat of a patrol car, staring straight ahead as if his eyes were focused on something far away that no one else could see. If those eyes had been empty, blank, it might not have bothered the detective, but they weren't. They almost seemed to glimmer in the shadows, and it was difficult to look at his face for very long.

"Another car picked him up all the way over on Conti," Fletcher said, "just wandering around talking to himself. He won't talk now, but his driver's license says he's Jared A. Poe and gives this place as his home address."

The man in the back of the patrol car didn't respond to the sound of his name. The front of his white T-shirt was stiff and crusted with blood, as were his jeans. His hands and arms were the color of dried rose petals.

"He's gotta be our perp, Jim," Vince Norris said. "The old lady said the boyfriend's name was Poe."

"Has he been Mirandized?" Jim asked Fletcher, and the beat cop shrugged. "Probably, but what's the point of asking this fag anything? He's a total veggie,

Jimbo."

"He's gotta be the fucking guy," Vince insisted. "Just look at all that fucking blood on him. You think he got that from a nosebleed or something?"

Jim stooped down next to the open door of the patrol car, close enough to smell the drying blood that soaked Jared Poe's clothing. "You've been placed under arrest," he said, "on suspicion of murder. Do you understand these charges, Mr. Poe?"

Jared Poe blinked then, just once, and turned his head slightly toward the three officers. "I understand," he said. His voice came out brittle, like thin glass. "I understand," he repeated. "You think I killed Benny."

"Holy fuck, Batman, the fruit can talk," Fletcher said, and laughed.

"Vince, will you please get him the fuck out of here before he blows this," Jim said, trying not to look away from Jared Poe's glimmering eyes.

"I'm right, aren't I?" the man in the back of the car asked them. "All of you think I did that to Benny."

"Listen, buddy." Jim leaned closer, trying to sound calm, trying to sound reasonable. "What do you expect us to think? We know he was your boyfriend and you got blood all over you. We got a witness that saw you leave the crime scene. I'm guessing we're gonna run some tests and we're gonna find out that blood came out of the guy upstairs. Now, if you didn't kill him, you better tell us where all this red stuff came from."

"I didn't kill him," Jared Poe said. He closed his eyes, turned away from the detective. "Oh, yeah? Then I'm the goddamn Sugar Bum Fairy," Vince Norris sneered. "Detectives," someone called, and Jim Unger looked over his shoulder. The guy who'd

been taking pictures of the sidewalk earlier was standing in the door to the stairwell. "Pam says she's got something up here you guys ought to see right now.

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