Death Retroactive by Dahlia Bishop

Author:Dahlia Bishop
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Notable Characters Press

I left Monroe and drove back across the Snohomish River toward Seattle. There were moments I wondered why I left London and the surety of the policing that I did there. Find the perpetrator, cuff him, deliver him—usually him—to the remand centre to be dealt with by the Crown Prosecutor.

And then there were these moments—with the mountains behind me and the river beneath me stretching out into the Pacific Ocean—when I knew I had followed the right path. Because, just like the river headed to unknown, unseen parts, a thread of hope wound through me knowing the great wrong that had occurred could be made right. If only I could do my job well enough.

I took the exit to I-405 South and drove through suburbs until I got to the 520 bridge, then cut across Lake Washington, glimmering in the winter sun, then headed south on I-5 to the Virginia St. Seattle Police Department headquarters, below which sat the RJF offices. I pulled into the basement entrance and took an elevator down, deeper below the city.

RJF did not have patrol units or watch commanders, as we were not our own policing force, but rather functioned like an elite team within the Seattle PD with its own reporting structure, and our own tools. The primary tool, of course, was Schrödinger’s Box. Without that, we weren’t anything special at all. The elevator opened to a small lobby providing some buffer should members of the press, or city council, find their way down here. I nodded hello to Pete Kline. He had been a detective with the Seattle PD but transferred here to do whatever work we had for him. His primary job was to field information requests, but with his naturally stern face, and dark brow that closed off easy access to his eyes he looked more like a bouncer. I still don’t know what color his eyes are.

“Reston was looking for you,” he said as I walked past his desk.

I clutched Colin’s laptop a little tighter. I did not want to see Reston till I pulled whatever information I could off it. I’d considered going straight home for this reason but wanted to preserve the chain of evidence should it be important. Also, we have tech here I don’t have access to on my own. The password diary was an incredible find, but I still expected I’d need to break into something on this machine.

“Thanks, Kline,” I said. “He’s in his office?”

Kline twisted his head around to gaze generally in my direction. “If you’re looking for him, yeah. If you’re looking to avoid him, don’t count on it. He’s been roaming.”

“Got it,” I said.

“Listen, did SPD send over all the student interviews?”

“Yeah, you want ‘em?”

I nodded, “Yeah, I want Tor Headley’s—have we located him yet?”

“I sent SPD officers there. Still tracking him down. I did get results from the Chem lab audit—everything’s within a gram, but that could be rounding errors. High schoolers aren’t that precise, the teacher says.”

“The teacher being Joe Hisigawa?”

He nodded.

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