Undercurrents by Pearson Ridley

Author:Pearson, Ridley [Pearson, Ridley]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi, epub
ISBN: 9780795340079
Publisher: RosettaBooks
Published: 2014-04-13T16:00:00+00:00

27

The next morning, Tuesday, the eighteenth, he carefully avoided Kramer and Daphne. He arrived early enough that he wouldn’t have to pass either of them in the hall. A copy of an FBI pink sheet in his in-box explained why the trainer had taken off: his real name was Samuel Romanello, and he was wanted on a drug charge in Fort Lauderdale.

Bobbie caught up to him in the elevator. She jumped inside just as the doors closed. He pushed the L. “Morning,” she said. “I hear you did a little wrestling last night.”

“How about you?” he asked in a toneless, malicious voice.

She was stunned. “That’s uncalled for,” she said.

She crossed her arms defiantly and squinted. He thought she might cry. The elevator was too slow. It groaned as it descended.

“Sorry,” he said. “Taking it out on you. It’s not fair.”

“No, it isn’t. And I resent you implying that I fuck a man every time I go out on a date. That’s insensitive and unforgivable.”

“Can we start over?”

“No,” she said angrily.

“Please,” he pleaded, his resignation complete. “Please,” he repeated.

“What’s got into you?”

“A case of the bads.”

“I’d say so.”

“I didn’t mean it.”

The elevator stopped and they both got out on the ground floor. He turned toward the street. “Buy you a cup of decent coffee?” he asked her. She hesitated and then followed.

“What I was going to tell you was that I made some headway on the wetsuit.”

He didn’t seem to hear her. He said, “Norvak was taking steroids. I asked Dixie if they could do a tissue sample. He said it was no problem. Said he would send it over to the crime lab. Won’t have any results for a couple of days. If there are no steroids in that woman, then we’re one step closer to proving she’s not Norvak.”

“I found a rental shop down by the pier. They mark their rentals with red nail polish. Talked to a guy about defaults—nonreturns, you know. Are you listening?”

“Got a search warrant since he broke into her place. I knew Shoswitz wouldn’t get it anyway. He doesn’t give much effort to those things.”

“I think that blow to your head knocked something loose. Have you heard a word I’ve said?”

“Do you have a name?” he asked, indicating he had been listening.

“That’s a couple of weeks back, so he has to go through his records, but I’m going to go over there now and lean on him. I’m sure people rip them off, but there can’t be that many women’s wetsuits missing from two weeks ago. We’ll get a name, a credit-card number, the whole bit.”

“We’re going through Norvak’s checks trying to find her dentist. Nothing so far, and they’ve gone back over a year. She must have moss in her mouth.”

“Some people can go years,” she said.

They stopped at the corner and waited for the pedestrian light to change. When it did they moved across at a slow pace. Boldt was not moving quickly.

“I’m gonna skip the coffee. Thanks anyway. So, I’ll check in later.

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