At a Stranger's Mercy (Badge and Bullets Book 1) by Brittany Cournoyer

Author:Brittany Cournoyer [Cournoyer, Brittany]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-21T16:00:00+00:00

Seventeen

Max

A few hours earlier…

“How do you know Regina Landrum?” I asked Damian Randall, the man we arrested at her celebration of life.

“I told you, I’m not speaking without an attorney present.”

“Your public defender is on his way,” Hugo grumbled as he resituated himself on his chair. The flimsy piece of metal creaked under his weight, and I worried it’d give out from under him one of these days. So far, it hadn’t. But we both knew it was only a matter of time.

“Then I’m not speaking until he arrives,” he grumbled.

“Suit yourself. But telling us what you know will get you out of here much faster.”

“There’s nothing to tell you guys.”

“Then why are you acting so suspicious if you aren’t guilty?” I asked him.

“I know what you’re doing, and you aren’t going to trick me into confessing something I didn’t do. I didn’t kill Regina.”

“Okay, then you must know who did.”

“No, I don’t.” He was growing more frustrated by the second. “You two can’t keep me here. You have no grounds to arrest me.”

“Sure, we do. Resisting arrest, withholding information, possession of drug paraphernalia and illegal substances.”

“I was not resisting arrest!”

I cocked an eyebrow at Hugo and smirked at him. “I don’t know, Hugo, looked like he was resisting arrest, to me. Was he?”

Hugo stroked his chin. “Oh yeah, he put up a big fight.”

“Th-this is bullshit! I went willingly.”

“Did you? Maybe if you tell what you know about Regina Landrum’s murder and my memory of your arrest might change a bit,” I said with a wicked smile.

“You’re fucking crooked.”

“Tell me something I don’t already know. Like what happened the night Regina was murdered.”

“I don’t know how she was murdered.”

“Then how do you know her?”

I’d already been interrogating him for almost an hour. Asking him the same questions over and over, trying to wear him down. It was a game I could play all day, and typically won, and I could see it was working on Damian.

“I was her client, okay?”

“Client?”

“Sh-she was a prostitute, and I would go to her once, sometimes twice a week.”

I glanced at Hugo, and he gaped at me. Well, shit, that just sent our investigation way out into left-field. Now were going to have to go over an entirely different list of suspects. Her clients, pimp, and anyone else might be working with her. Damn it, this case just got way more complicated.

“Start talking,” I told Damian. “Now.”

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