The Queer and the Restless by Kris Ripper

Author:Kris Ripper [Ripper, Kris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Riptide Publishing
Published: 2016-07-16T04:00:00+00:00

Detective Green. I’d written his name down back when I asked Rodriguez about Steven Costello. I almost picked up the phone to call, but waited. I’d start with Zane and Cam.

Zane didn’t remember Costello. “I definitely remember we had a new recruit that night, but I didn’t talk to him, Ed. Sorry.”

“If you remember anything about it— I mean—”

“I know. I’ll call if I remember anything.”

Cameron’s phone went straight to voice mail, which meant he was in a movie, but I asked him to call me back later. If Cam remembered the kid, I’d call Green. Between him and Fredi, and the picture on my phone, this was beginning to feel less like a conspiracy I was inventing, and more like a real thing.

I gave up on distractions and played Minecraft until it was time to get Alisha.

She looked more exhausted than usual and sank into the passenger seat of my car with a sigh. “Babe. I had a day.”

“Me too. You tell me yours first.”

“I’m so glad to see you.” We kissed. “Same old stuff. I just— I have to quit. I can’t deal with Wing Tips and his bullshit.”

Wing Tips was the code name she used for her boss so she could talk shit about him in public without worrying it would get back to him.

“What did he do now?”

“Nothing! He did nothing. He sat on his ass all day and sniped at me, and when I ignored him he pulled on my hair, like a dick.”

I grimaced. “What the hell?”

“Yeah, it’s his way of getting my attention, since he’s basically twelve years old.”

It sounded a little more like sexual harassment to me, but I doubted Alisha needed me to point that out. “That’s pretty obnoxious.”

“It really was. And I had a client call and yell at me for seven straight minutes because the hotel I’d made reservations at for him and his wife didn’t allow them to have their dog in the room.”

“Um. Is that the kind of thing you check beforehand?”

“I would have, if they told me they were bringing their dog. Seriously, what am I, a mind reader? How would I know that? One time—one!—did someone ask me if their dog could come on their adventure with them. I made appropriate arrangements, you know? I even paid to have the hotel leave a doggie goodie bag for the damn thing!”

Which was so totally her that I kissed her hand as I drove, and held it in my lap after. “I’m sorry you had a crummy day. And that people are so unrealistic, what with their expectations of your psychic powers.”

“Right? It’s ridic. What’s up with your day?”

I shook my head. “I think I’m coming around to the conclusion that we have a serial killer targeting people who go to Club Fred’s on theme nights.”

“Wait. What?”

“I know it sounds crazy, but if you look at a calendar, it actually makes an alarming amount of sense, based on the dates and the fact that all four of the victims were at Fred’s right before they were killed.

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