Murder Blog Mysteries Boxed Collection by Pamela Frost Dennis

Author:Pamela Frost Dennis [Dennis, Pamela Frost]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 149537159X
Published: 2019-10-13T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Two

BETTER DEAD THAN WED

MONDAY • JULY 29

Posted by Katy McKenna

I was downtown stocking up on beauty essentials at Sephora and decided to drop by the police station and see if Chief Yaeger had time for a chat. I peeked in her open office door. “Knock. Knock. Got a sec?”

“Katy. So good to see you.” Angela came around her desk and hugged me. She pulled back and took my hands. “Ready to sign up?”

“I don’t know, Angela. Having that guy die practically in my lap really did a number on me.” Not to mention what it’s done to my dreams.

She waved me into the leather chair fronting her desk and returned to her seat. “Oh, Katy, I’m so sorry. You know, in all my years on the force I’ve never had as traumatic an experience as you had on your ride-along. In fact, due to your experience we’ve suspended the program indefinitely.” She folded her hands on the desk, looking chiefly. “Now what can I do for you today?”

“I was wondering if the cause of Jeremy Baylor’s death has been determined yet.” Another face that’s been haunting my dreams.

She shuffled a pile of papers into a neat stack and set it aside. “The autopsy was completed, and first off, he did not have HIV.”

“Are you saying Brittany died for nothing? Oh my God.”

“What can I tell you? I guess he thought telling her he had HIV was a funny joke. You ever watch any of those prank shows on TV?”

“I have in the past, but so many of them are just plain mean. I guess I have a different idea about what funny is.”

“You and me both. And they give kids bad ideas. I don’t know if Jeremy was influenced by any of that, but I wouldn’t be surprised.”

I picked up the brass nameplate from her desk and traced the etched letters with my finger. “Well, he’s not laughing now. But what about that kid who posted a girl’s picture on Jeremy’s Facebook? The one that said, ‘your numero uno, bro.’”

“I don’t know. Maybe Jeremy told all his friends the same thing he told Brittany.”

“How sad to think he thought it was funny. And it’s even sadder if all his friends thought so, too. What is wrong with this generation?” As soon as those words popped out of my mouth I felt a hundred years old. “Wow. I sound like my parents.”

“Wait’ll you have kids. You’ll be channeling your parents endlessly. It’s in our DNA.”

“Can’t wait. Anyway, can you tell me the cause of death, or is that classified information?”

“Jeremy died from a lethal mix of cocaine, oxycodone, and alcohol.” She exhaled an exasperated sigh. “There was one thing that was odd though. We never found the oxycodone bottle and the parents said there was none in the house. To their knowledge anyway. What do parents ever really know once their kids reach their adolescent years?”

“Probably got it from one of his friends or bought it on the street.”

“That’s what we assume.

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