Final Shot by C. M. Sutter

Author:C. M. Sutter
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: C. M. Sutter
Published: 2020-10-09T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 25

I couldn’t wait until our roll call and updates were over. I had a half hour of catch-up work to do at my desk, then Frank and I would head to the shelter. We’d check the parking lot, make sure Tammy’s car was there, and hope she had somewhere to go. I had no proof of wrongdoing on her part. Still, the fact was that she’d been married to a two-bit sketchy jerk who lied, abused her—as well as drugs and alcohol—and likely conducted unlawful activities. It all made me wonder if his bad habits had rubbed off on her too. Tammy was a victim, and I didn’t doubt that. Police had documented plenty of domestic violence calls to the house, but I still needed to know she was on the up-and-up and truly had no idea who killed Dwayne and possibly the other two men.

We left the precinct at nine fifteen and stopped at her house first. Even though it was too early for the day’s mail, the delivery from yesterday could still be in the box. A quick peek gave us nothing useful. Three bills were inside—water, electricity, and cable—and I imagined they were all overdue.

Leaving the mail as we’d found it, Frank and I climbed into the cruiser and made our way to A New Life women’s shelter.

Minutes later, we passed the parking lot, and Tammy’s car was still there. It was just before ten, and if Marie Booth enforced the rules, Tammy couldn’t leave the premises until then. We were about to find out if we’d waste our day while parked along the curb, if Tammy was honest and intended to visit her pup and run a few errands, or if she was up to no good. If that was the case, she would be visiting our interrogation room again, and she’d better have a good explanation for her actions.

With our eyes peeled on the side door that led to the lot, Frank and I jawed back and forth, drank heartburn-inducing gas station coffee, and waited.

At 10:17, someone exited from the front of the building and took the sidewalk to the parking lot. I smacked Frank’s arm. “Hey, check it out. Is that Tammy?”

“Not sure.”

With her head down and sunglasses on, the woman had to walk to her vehicle before we knew for sure it was her. Tammy’s car sat in the third row beyond the door and to the left.

I pointed at the tan Impala. “That’s her, and she’s heading that way.” I lowered my window and listened. Seconds later, the key fob chirped, and the lights flashed on Tammy’s vehicle. She climbed inside, started the car, and pulled out of the driveway. “Give her a few seconds to get ahead of us. Damn it, we should have used your truck.”

Frank frowned. “Your truck is more to my liking, partner.”

“Yeah, I know, but we better stay at least three car lengths behind her so she doesn’t notice the cruiser.”

“Copy that.”

We followed Tammy for a few miles until it looked like she was headed to familiar territory.

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