IT'S THRILLER TIME!: 3 Complete Thrillers by Lawrence De Maria

Author:Lawrence De Maria [De Maria, Lawrence]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: St. Austin's Press
Published: 2013-12-18T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 32 – THE SAME PAGE

I thought I had a little time. I was pretty sure no one heard the shots, only the first of which was loud. But pretty sure was not the same as sure. Ricks’s home address was on the driver’s license in his wallet. I started making calls.

Cormac Levine, whose quotient of alarm decreases in direct proportion with the gravity of a situation, listened quietly and said he’d come right over. He’d call Vocci on the way. I’d thought about asking Mac to go to Ricks’s apartment and find the videos but breaking and entering wasn’t his forte. Besides, I needed him with me to run interference with the homicide and other cops who would soon arrive in D-Day numbers. I had another option. A potentially better one. I hit another speed dial.

“No one must know you were there,” I said after I finished.

“Please,” he said. “I’m insulted.”

Finally, I called 911, just to be on the record. Then I went back to the den to make sure I hadn’t missed anything that would jeopardize the story still forming in my head.

***

Two young cops came through the door, guns drawn. One was black, the other Asian. The new face of the N.Y.P.D. I could tell they were nervous. They had that just-out-of-the-academy look. I doubted they had ever been at a crime scene quite like this one. The room was a shambles, with blood splattered everywhere.

The black cop looked at Ricks with the fireplace poker sticking out of his throat.

“Jesus, what was he, a vampire?”

The other said, “Who’s the broad?”

They were obviously shocked and trying to out-cool each other. I thought I’d better bring them up short and maybe save their careers.

“The lady’s name is Sharon Sullivan. She’s the wife of the District Attorney. The dead guy killed her. I killed him. Do yourselves a favor and wait for some senior people. A Detective Paul Vocci on the D.A.’s squad will be here soon and he’ll vouch for me.” At least I hoped he would. “Don’t ask any questions, don’t speculate, act like you do this all the time.”

They both looked down at Sharon.

“Who the fuck are you?” It was the Asian cop. “How do we know you didn’t kill her?”

“I called it in. I wouldn’t be standing around waiting for you guys if I murdered the D.A.’s wife, would I? You’re asking too many damn questions. Do what I tell you.”

Maybe it was my tone, or my logic. Whatever it was, they got it.

“Jimmy, do what the man says,” the black cop said. He looked at me. “You hurt bad?’

“Nothing the E.M.S. can’t handle.”

We heard sirens, doors slamming. Two more cops came in, one a sergeant. He took in the carnage and didn’t look as surprised as I expected.

“Jesus. What’s with this fucking house? Last time I was here there was only one body. This is gonna knock the D.A.’s crime statistics all to shit.”

The young black cop cleared his throat.

“This guy says the br…., I mean, the lady, is the D.

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