But Not Forgotten by B.J. Bourg

Author:B.J. Bourg [Bourg, B.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781730882067
Google: wl5MvgEACAAJ
Publisher: Amazon Digital Services LLC - Kdp Print Us
Published: 2018-11-04T07:28:52.961000+00:00

CHAPTER 30

The district attorney’s office was twenty miles from Mechant Loup, but I got there in less than fifteen minutes, my mind racing faster than my tires spun. Why on earth would Randall Rupe kill his best friend? I parked my Tahoe in the visitor spot and snatched the affidavit and warrant from my seat. Once I’d entered the building, I asked for the assistant district attorney on duty.

Within seconds, a woman with long blonde hair and dark brown eyes opened a side door and—after doing a double take at my face—waved me inside. “Are you the new chief of police over in Mechant Loup?”

I nodded, held out my hand. “I’m Clint. Clint Wolf.”

“Isabel Compton. I’m the first assistant district attorney here. I wanted to take the opportunity to meet you and welcome you to Chateau Parish. I’ve heard some good things about you and I’m looking forward to working with you. We’ve always worked well with the chiefs in the incorporated towns, and Mechant Loup is no different.”

I nodded, held up the affidavit. “I need someone to take a look at this before I bring it to the judge.”

Isabel’s face turned quizzical. “That’s unusual.”

“What’s that, ma’am?”

“In all my years of doing this, I don’t think I’ve ever had an officer come to me before they got the warrant.”

“I just want to make sure you’ll go forward with the case before I present it to a judge.”

“I usually review cases after the fact.”

“That doesn’t make any sense,” I said.

“I know, right? I hate having to dismiss charges due to lack of evidence. The officers who worked the case usually get angry with me, and the defendants are usually emboldened because they feel they beat the system.” She smiled. “This is certainly refreshing.”

“It’s always been my practice—whenever possible—to get with the district attorney’s office before I move on a major case to make sure we’re all on the same page. It’s just common sense.”

“I like it.” Isabel took the affidavit. “Please, have a seat.”

We each took a seat at opposite sides of the desk, and she began to read. A deep furrow formed on her brow as she read. She leaned over and punched an extension number into the phone. A man answered, and she said, “Walter, can you and Reginald come to the duty office for a minute?”

“Sure. Be there in a second.”

Isabel looked up at me. “These are serious allegations against a prominent businessman in this parish.”

“I know. That’s why I thought you needed to see it.”

The door swung open, and Walter Moore entered with a man I’d never seen. Walter looked different in a suit. When I’d seen him at Susan’s fight he’d been wearing jeans and a pullover shirt. I stood, shook his hand. “I’m Clint Wolf, the new chief of police over in Mechant Loup.”

“Walter Moore.” Walter indicated to the man with him. “This is Reginald Hoffman. He’s our chief investigator.”

I shook his hand, too. “Pleasure.”

“I saw you at the cage fights,” Walter said. “Your officer can kick some serious ass.

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