Commanding Justice by Debby Giusti

Author:Debby Giusti
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2022-05-04T12:44:40+00:00

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The storm had subsided by the time Dawson climbed behind the wheel of his Camry. Twigs and leaves cluttered the roadway as he left post and headed to the far side of Freemont, where Lillie lived. Turning his headlights to high beam, he pressed down on the accelerator and reached for his cell phone.

“I’m on my way into town,” Dawson said when Jamison Steele answered. Working together, the two agents had formed a strong friendship. Trust ran deep, and just days earlier Dawson had told Jamison about his past and the father he had never met.

“Otis said you agreed to handle the shooting.” Jamison let out a breath. “Look, I’m sorry about what happened and that you have to be the one to handle the case.”

“It’s not like Granger and I had a relationship. The last thing he wanted was a kid. My mother said he hightailed it out of town as soon as she told him she was pregnant. I never met him.”

“Still, it puts you in a difficult spot. I’ll explain the situation to Chief Wilson when he gets back to work on Monday.”

Dawson pursed his lips. “No need. I can fight my own battles. Besides, tonight should be fairly straightforward. I’ll ensure the Freemont cops handle the case appropriately. Once I share the information with General Cameron concerning his secretary, I’ll file my report and move on to the next case.”

“It’s Friday, Dawson. I’m hoping the weekend is crime-free.”

“Which might be wishful thinking.”

Jamison hesitated. “Have...have you told anyone else about your dad?”

“I didn’t see the need.” Dawson stared into the roadway ahead. “Of course, his death changes everything.”

“We’ll talk at the office.”

“Roger that.”

Dawson disconnected and shook his head with frustration. Granger had made a huge mistake visiting the daughter of the woman he was supposed to have murdered. From what Dawson had pieced together about his wayward father, Granger’s life had been as littered as the pavement with a series of wrong places, wrong times. Exactly what tonight felt like—a wrong turn that could end up detouring Dawson off the straight course he had chosen for his career in the army.

When he saw the secretary’s house in the distance, his gut tightened. Police lights flashed from the driveway. The crime-scene crew hovered around the front porch, where a man’s body lay spotlighted in the rain. Maybe this homicide wouldn’t be as cut-and-dried as he had first imagined.

Pulling to a stop, Dawson sucked in a deep breath before he stepped into the wet night. His left leg ached. More than a year had passed since he’d taken a bullet, but the pain remained and grew more insistent with the cold weather.

He rubbed his hands together and grabbed the keys from the ignition, his mouth dry. Steeling himself against any unwanted rush of emotion, he approached the crime-scene tape and held up his identification to the closest cop.

“CID, from Fort Rickman. Who’s in charge?”

The guy pointed to the house. “Head through the kitchen. Sergeant Ron Pritchard’s inside with Ms.

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