Finding Sarah (Pine Hills Police) by Terry Odell

Author:Terry Odell [Odell, Terry]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2013-12-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Friday morning, Randy dragged himself to his desk and stared at the mound of paper. Damn, the stuff must multiply when the lights went off. He pushed the power button on his computer and headed for the break room for a caffeine fix.

Some idiot had scheduled Randy’s three court appearances over the whole damn day, which kept him in the office. More database searches. More phone calls. Maybe make a dent in the pile of reports to review and file. Ignoring the headache that had settled at the base of his skull two days ago, he went back to work. A little of that headache disappeared when he saw the notation, “Sarah” on his schedule. Dinner and a play.

Randy didn’t realize Kovak was in the room until he spoke. “You’ve got an hour before you’re due in court. Come with me.”

“I’m busy.”

“You’ve been busy for the last three days. Your cats?”

Randy rubbed his eyes. “Hanging in.”

“No more leads?”

Randy shook his head. He saw Kovak standing in the doorway holding his coat.

“I said come with me.”

“I can get in some more searches before court,” Randy said.

“Yeah, and you can collapse from exhaustion, too. Let’s get out of here. Consider it an early lunch. I’m buying.”

Randy recognized the irritation in Kovak’s tone. He massaged the back of his neck and pushed away from his desk. He followed Kovak outside, squinting when the sun hit his face. The cool breeze erased some of the fatigue. “Where are we going?”

“Follow me.” Kovak led the way until they were at the entrance to Pioneer Park, stopping to buy two hot dogs and sodas from a cart. He handed one of each to Randy and slowed his pace, ambling down the dirt path until he came to a picnic table near the playground. “Sit.”

Randy lowered himself to the wooden bench and set his hot dog on the table behind him. He sipped his cola and watched moms push little ones on the swings and mediate sandbox arguments. Kovak sat beside him.

“Deep breath, big guy,” Kovak said. “Smell the flowers.”

Randy cracked a grin. “More like pine trees, but I get the idea.”

“Now, you gonna tell me what’s going on? How much sleep you had in the last few days?”

“What’s it to you?”

“What’s it to me? Other than we’re partners and if we get a call, you’re the one who’s going to be covering my ass? Right now, that’s not a comfortable proposition.”

Not having a response, Randy turned and picked up his hot dog. “Shit, you had to get the works? I’m not eating chili and sauerkraut before court, you idiot.” Or before his date with Sarah.

“Hey, don’t toss them.” Kovak extended his half-eaten dog.

Randy scraped the toppings onto Kovak’s bun, resisting the temptation to slip and let them fall into Kovak’s lap. He took a bite of his denuded hot dog, feeling the snap as his teeth bit though the skin. The juices hit his tongue and he was suddenly ravenous. He decided to worry about the garlic later and devoured the rest.

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