Girl Missing, #1 by Kate Gable

Author:Kate Gable [Gable, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781632252678
Publisher: Byrd Books
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

12

I see that guy when I close my eyes.

The images stay with me for a while; his body folding in half like a pair of pants at the mall, his eyes remaining open.

Luke says something to me. He touches me and yet, I can't feel him. I turn to him slowly and he mouths something.

It takes me a second to figure out what he's asking.

"Are you okay? Are you okay?"

I nod, but he doesn't take that for an answer until I say the word. We make our way over to the other officers.

Furrowed brows, clenched jaws, stern looks.

They all look at us and each other, but none of us actually focus. I slowly move my eyes from one face to another, registering, acknowledging that we are here.

Someone begins to nod and that makes it a little bit better.

An ambulance arrives.

People start to talk in louder than normal tones, but I have a hard time understanding what they're saying. The words seem to come in one ear and out the other.

My stomach feels like it's in knots, like I may throw up at any moment.

I swallow hard, inhaling a gasp of air, and then exhale very slowly, trying to calm down my beating heart.

More people show up and procedures start to take place. We have all been involved as witnesses and perpetrators.

This is a crime scene now and photos are being taken. Statements are going to be ordered next.

We're going to be put into different little rooms and questioned about what we have seen and what we haven't seen.

I know how it works.

I've never been here before, but it works pretty much the same way. Usually, the intimidating interrogation rooms are avoided and this kind of procedure takes place in the upstairs offices with big windows and broad tables.

I have to go back to the precinct. There is paperwork to fill out and statements to make, but that's the last thing I want to do.

I need to call my mom and I want to help her find Violet. Somehow thinking back to Violet puts me at ease.

Back at the precinct, there’s a line of separation between the uniformed officers and the plain clothes detectives. No one talks about it, but after a few drinks, when you become a detective, there's an alienating feeling that pops up, separating you from your coworkers.

When I was a deputy, I remember the little bit of jealousy that I felt toward detectives. Part of that had to do with the normal clothes and part of that had to do with the confidence and the general air of self-assuredness that came with the title.

What I didn't know before I became a detective was all of the hours that you spend doing the work that is not particularly glamorous.

The hours spent sitting in bushes, in rain or snow.

The hours sitting in cars, eating junk food, waiting for suspects to do something to help you build your case.

Everyone involved in this shooting is wearing a uniform, except for me and Luke.

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