A DEAD RED HEART (#2 in The Dead Red Mystery series) by RP Dahlke

Author:RP Dahlke [Dahlke, RP]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dead Bear Publishing
Published: 2011-04-12T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter seventeen:

I pulled into a space at the Modesto Police Evidence Building for my meeting with Officer Pippa Roulette, who promised a peek at the box containing the last known poetry by Billy Wayne Dobson. Looking up at a clear blue sky, I saw none of the telltale clouds predicting a change in the weather.

From the sycamores overhead, birds sang, hopped from branch to branch, fussed at each other, and generally went about the business of making more birds. In a nearby bush, a bird trilled, coughed, tried again, coughed, and finally gave up. Del Potts, knocked aside a couple of dusty branches and waved me over.

I strolled to the bush and gave him a hand out."Everybody has been looking for you, Del."

"I know, I know, but I've got to stay incognito."

"How'd you know where to find me? Are you following me?"

"Of course I'm following you. You're my eyes and ears, remember?"

"What're you talking about? We never agreed to any such thing. And what've you done with your mother?"

He grinned, pleased to see that once again he had put a couple of symmetrical lines between my brows. Damnit. If I expected to keep the upper hand with Del, I was going to have to hold onto my temper.

"You figured it out that Miss Cook's my mom, huh? Good for you. Now, why're you going to see the luscious Pippa?"

"So it was you who called the cops, told them there was gun-fire and my red Caddy outside her home? What was that, another one of your 'just for fun' tricks?"

He shrugged, indifferent to the temper I was working on. Mad at someone who didn't care was a waste of time and I should know it by now.

"You still haven't told me how you knew I'd be here."

"Super-stealth hearing."

I blinked at a picture of Del with earphones on his head. "That's illegal, you know."

"Do I need to remind you what Brad said the other night?"

"The killer is a cop, but you've been holding out on me and I don't appreciate it."

"Baby, honey, sweetie—you know that isn't true. Anything for you."

"Right. If you don't trust your mom with me, at least let her talk to Caleb."

"Yeah, and I want to know how Pippa's involved with my cousin's murder, but I don't trust that dyke."

"Will you stop with the dyke stuff? The police want to question you about Billy Wayne's murder."

He shrugged. "Don't get your panties in a twist, and don't you go trusting Deputy Pippa, she's a cop, remember?"

"It's Officer Roulette to you, and Janice Bidwell said you can't be trusted, either."

"She would say that. Her and that Officer Roulette are both a couple of man haters."

"Another derogatory comment about women and I'm walking, you little creep."

He worked at wiping the merry humor off his face. "I'm joking, okay?"

I was struggling with my temper again. "Your mom? Jump in anytime."

"We'll get to my mom in a minute. Look, you've got to ask the right questions of Pippa. See, it didn't make sense until I went over the police roster.

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