Murder Under Cover by Kate Carlisle

Author:Kate Carlisle
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: NAL
Published: 0100-12-31T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

“Call nine-one-one,” Derek said brusquely as he slammed the front door. “Get an ambulance here.”

I scrambled for the phone on the desk as he checked the man’s neck for a pulse, but within seconds, he swore under his breath.

“Never mind the ambulance,” he murmured in resignation. “He’s dead.”

I continued holding for the operator. “We still need to get the police here.”

After reporting the break-in and telling them about the dead guy in my house, I called Inspector Lee. She answered the phone on the first ring.

“Why am I not surprised to hear from you?” she said.

I gave her a brief rundown of what had just happened and she assured me she’d be there shortly.

As I spoke on the phone to Inspector Lee, I watched Derek check the dead man’s pockets and clothing labels. I assumed he was looking for identification and any telltale clues as to what Mr. Big had been doing here and why.

In an inside pocket, he found the man’s passport. Taking out his phone, Derek snapped a picture of the open passport, flipped the page, took another picture, then slipped the passport back in the man’s pocket. I figured he would be sending those photos to his pals at Interpol.

In another pocket, he found the passkey to my building as well as a key to my loft. He held them up for me to see, then raised a brow in amusement as I bared my teeth at them. Damn, I was willing to accept that a shady locksmith had been paid to make a copy of my new key, but how had the guy obtained a key to the building? It was aggravating in the extreme.

Derek slipped on a thin rubber glove—where in the world that came from, I had no idea—and picked up the man’s gun, examined it, smelled it, held it at arm’s length, and aimed it at the wall, then lowered his arm. He extracted the thing that held the bullets, then counted the bullets. Placing the gun on the worktable, he snapped another picture. It was as fascinating a routine as anything I’d ever seen him do, and that was saying plenty.

After I ended the call with Inspector Lee, I wrapped the Kama Sutra in its layers of protection and stuck it back in its hiding place at the bottom of the hall closet.

As I walked into my workroom, I noticed that Derek was slipping the man’s shoes off to study the brand.

“What in the world just happened here?” I muttered, rubbing my scalp with both hands. My life just kept getting more and more bizarre. Strangely enough, that wasn’t really a complaint.

I brushed my hair back from my face and went to check my front door, just to make sure there was no damage. I hadn’t locked the dead bolt because I always liked to do it just before I went to bed. But from now on I planned to keep the door bolted at all times.

There was a sudden pounding at the door and I jolted.

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