Decision (Diversion Book 8) by Eden Winters

Author:Eden Winters [Winters, Eden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance thriller
Publisher: Rocky Ridge Books
Published: 2020-02-29T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two

Cases? Okay. Getting scum off the streets? Awesome. Writing up reports?

Sucked stump water.

Especially with half his desk taken up with old coffee cups and the rest filled by a pair of huge feet attached to his work partner—who hadn’t broken anyone else during the raid.

That he knew of.

And fuck if he gave a damn about Johnson’s raised eyebrow when he put on glasses. Sooner or later he’d have to suck it up and go to an actual eye doctor.

Damn, was Lucky ever tired. Yeah, tired made his eyes blurry, not age. Dream on.

One late night raid, and three days of follow up. Ten arrests so far, twenty-four people from various countries in protective custody, and one would-be pharmacist likely begging Grandma for bail money.

Plus, one pregnant woman in the hospital.

Not his problem. SNB dusted their hands of the matter and turned over the cleanup to other three-letter agencies. Normally, doing legwork for someone else to take over a case pissed him off. This time?

Good riddance.

Now to show his trainees the raid footage and get back to work. Like figuring out how the poison got from point warehouse to point high school.

And why someone turned a blind fucking eye and blocked a warrant.

The women Johnson witnessed going to the school either lied or didn’t know anything. They said they were given packages to drop off at each facility. The school package went into an empty locker.

As much as he hated to, he’d have to turn up the heat on his own nephew, and possibly his pimply-faced, eighteen-year-old grocery checker informant—who still awaited his ride in a police car.

Road Rage and Salters hadn’t turned up anything yet.

But at least he’d gotten the magistrate’s name.

Here he sat at six p.m. on a Friday afternoon, most of the department having left to start their weekends. He wasn’t waiting for Bo to go home. No, not really.

“Johnson?” Lucky shoved her booted feet off his desk. Why was she still here?

“What?” She growled and righted herself.

“I need you to check out a magistrate for me, Judge Spence.” Lucky added, “You can break him if you want.”

She shifted her scowl to an exaggerated grin, laced her fingers, and cracked her knuckles. “Really? Count me in.”

Lucky handed her all the intel he had on the guy who’d blocked their search warrant. Johnson dragged herself up and pushed Bo’s chair back under the opposite desk. “Oh. I meant to tell you, I went to the hospital to sit in on an interview with our witness. Seems she’s been asking one hell of a lot of questions about Bo.”

Really? Someone please tell him she wasn’t developing a crush. Handsome guy comes to her rescue and ensures she gets the best care. Not to mention the hours spent at her bedside. Oh, yeah. A nineteen-year-old might definitely get wrong ideas. “Bo? Like what?”

“Oddly enough, she wanted to know if he was religious. He’s Catholic, right?”

Religion? What a weird question to ask, especially of someone the girl saw as a possible love interest.

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