Cavanaugh Hero by Marie Ferrarella

Author:Marie Ferrarella [Ferrarella, Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, General
ISBN: 9781472051011
Google: LjtGAgAAQBAJ
Amazon: 0373278586
Barnesnoble: 0373278586
Goodreads: 18343253
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-12-31T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Charley couldn’t get away from the feeling that they were all sitting on a ticking time bomb, trying to find the killer of three policemen before he found another target.

For the past thirty-six-plus hours, she, Declan and the three detectives who had been assigned to the task force had been staring at five separate monitors, going through five years’ worth of data. Data that concerned either any would-be police officer who had washed out of the academy for some reason, or any officers who had been terminated or forced to retire due to disabling injuries sustained on or off the job.

Given the length of time they’d been reviewing and the many different scenarios that the suspect might have been involved in, the amount of data they’d been faced with was almost overwhelming.

Shutting her eyes for a second, Charley rubbed the bridge of her nose. Aside from feeling as if she was going cross-eyed, she was holding one potential monster of a headache at bay. She didn’t have time for a headache.

Mercifully, though she felt as if they were on borrowed time, waiting for the second shoe to drop, the killer hadn’t claimed any new victims. Since the first three murders had been in rapid succession, Charley found herself entertaining the very thin hope that maybe the killing spree had ended as abruptly as it had started.

Glancing over toward Declan’s desk, her eyes met his. “No news is good news, right?”

As if they were on an identical wavelength, Declan knew what she was referring to. He was also quick to point out the flaw in her theory. “Not necessarily. It just might mean that the body hasn’t been found yet.”

Charley sighed. “You are an optimistic son of a gun, aren’t you?” she commented with a shake of her head. The fact that he might be right was something she didn’t want to dwell on. “Is that why you keep watching the phone?” she asked him. “Because you’re expecting a call saying there’s been another murder?”

“I’m not watching the phone,” Declan told her matter-of-factly.

Silently, he upbraided himself. He was going to have to be less obvious. Right now, he was letting his impatience get the better of him, waiting for Brenda to call him. From what he’d heard, the resident computer tech was usually extremely fast when it came to getting back to people.

Of course, it wasn’t as if she had nothing else to do. When he’d gone to see her, the woman’s desk had been swamped with requests and God only knew what all else. On top of that, she was doing him a favor, something that was off the books—which meant that the request he’d made could be easily bumped and sent to the back of the line as many times as was necessary until Brenda could find a few spare minutes to get to the information he wanted unhampered.

Charley shrugged in response to his protest. Maybe she was just punchy and it was her imagination. At any rate, the past thirty-six hours of hunting had turned up a few names that needed checking out.

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