The Unforgivable Fix: A Justice Novel by T. E. Woods

Author:T. E. Woods [Woods, T. E.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2014-10-14T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 34

“You’re late.” Mort had his keys in his hand when she walked through the front door.

Lydia stepped past him without speaking, set her purse on the table in the foyer, and went to the kitchen.

“I’m sorry, Liddy. That was rude.” He waited by the counter for her to turn to face him.

“Tough day?” she asked.

Mort jerked a thumb toward the hallway. “She’s in the bedroom. Has been since you left. I tried to coax her out for a walk, but she’s in one of her moods.”

“She’s scared. Allie’s probably in there watching the clock, knowing that each tick brings her closer to having to make that call.”

Mort nodded. “Still doesn’t make it any easier to be in the same house with someone who won’t talk to you.” He nodded to the refrigerator. “I made some chili. There’s some ice cream left over. She hasn’t eaten since breakfast. Maybe she’ll join you once I’m out of the house.”

“Do you have to leave right now?”

He looked at his watch. “Five minutes ago, actually. I’m meeting Gehrking and Sampson down at the police station.”

“The Olympia police station?”

“Yeah,” Mort said. “Why? You got something against me going to Oly PD?”

Lydia shook her head. “Small-world stuff is all. I had a visit from an Olympia detective this afternoon. Paul Bauer. You know him?”

“Name’s familiar.” Mort turned his eyes away as though running through his mental contact list. “Big black guy with an aw-shucks attitude…that is, until he springs something on you?”

“That would be the one.”

Mort smiled. “Our paths have crossed at a couple of conferences. I partnered with him a few years back for a golf tournament. Cops versus the attorneys. Good guy.” His smile disappeared. “His visit anything we should worry about?”

Lydia shook her head. “He was following up on a case one of my patients is involved in. Routine stuff.”

Mort thought about that for a few seconds. “A cop like Bauer doesn’t get involved with routine things. Let’s talk more about this when I get back.”

Lydia reminded him the DEA was waiting. She stepped to the pantry, pulled a short-muzzled handgun from behind a canister of self-rising flour, and tucked it in behind the small of her back.

“Don’t worry about us,” she called. “We’ll be fine here.”

—

Allie came into the breakfast nook as Lydia set the two bowls of chili on the table. Her hair had the rumpled tangles of someone who’d spent the day in bed. She wore the same pair of jeans as yesterday, but she paired it with a pumpkin cashmere pullover Lydia instantly recognized.

“My closet is off limits, Allie.” Lydia sat and pointed to the chair opposite her. “You’re welcome to use the laundry facilities if you need some fresh clothes.”

Allie shuffled to the table. She set the book she carried beside her. Lydia tightened the grip on her soup spoon when she saw the cover.

“It’s Robbie’s,” Allie said. “I have to admit it’s good. I’m reading it for the second time and I’m catching so many more details.

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