DEAD BY WEDNESDAY by BEVERLY LONG

Author:BEVERLY LONG [LONG, BEVERLY]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ROMANCE - - SUSPENSE
Publisher: HARLEQUIN
Published: 2013-12-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Frank Sage worked at a factory that was fifteen minutes from his house. On the way there, Robert passed the coffee shop where Carmen had met Alexa that morning. Sage had been nearly out of control that day. Robert had hoped he might settle down, but if he wasn’t going to, then Robert was just going to settle his ass down for him.

When he got to the factory, they refused to let him see Sage until he showed them his badge. Then they got significantly more cooperative and stuffed him in a small conference room with a round table and four chairs.

Robert didn’t sit.

When Sage came in, he didn’t, either.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Sage asked, taking the offensive.

Robert rubbed his chin. “I told you I’d be watching you.”

Sage didn’t answer. He just crossed his arms over his broad chest.

Robert decided to get to it because he was fast losing the battle with his inner self, who wanted to beat the crap out of Sage’s smug face. “I want to know where you were between the hours of eight last night and nine this morning.”

“I was home the whole night. Watched the nine o’clock news and then I went to bed. My wife can verify that.”

Great.

“I got up this morning, stopped for coffee on my way to work at my usual place, and got here at twenty minutes before seven. I punched in and I’ve been working ever since. My supervisor could verify that. He’s a jerk who watches his employees like a hawk. He’d know if I was gone.”

Supervisor was probably hoping the guy would make a break for it. “That should be easy enough to verify and trust me, I will.”

Sage shrugged. “Why the questions?”

“Carmen Jimenez’s car was vandalized either late last night or early this morning.”

Sage’s face showed no reaction. “I don’t care. About her, her car, her anything. She’s nothing.”

Robert forced himself to breathe deep. “I want you to know that if I find out that you had anything to do with it, I will arrest you so fast that your head will be spinning. Stay away from her and stay away from your daughter.”

“I don’t have a daughter,” Sage said. He opened up the door and left the room.

Before Robert left, he did exactly what he’d promised Sage. He asked the receptionist to get the supervisor.

He was a young guy, maybe thirty. He had a pencil stuck behind one ear and he was carrying his phone in his hand. His name was Hank Riser.

“What can I do for you, Detective?” he asked.

“Mr. Riser, I’m investigating some vandalism that occurred either late last night or early this morning. I’m trying to verify what time Frank Sage arrived at work this morning and whether he’s been at work the entire time.”

The man pushed a button on his phone. “Frank is usually in before me but I can check his time-card punch.” He used his index finger to scroll through a couple screens. “Yes, he was here when his shift began at seven and I saw him probably a half hour later.

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