Nursing a Grudge is Murder (A Maternal Instincts Mystery) by Orgain Diana

Author:Orgain, Diana [Orgain, Diana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-01-03T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

I stuffed down my frustration and downed the rest of my Bloody Mary. What the hell was Vicente Domingo a.k.a. V.D. doing here? Had he followed us?

Galigani apparently wasn’t frustrated; he looked completely relaxed.

“Ah, Vicente. We meet again.”

Vicente extended his hand. “Señor Galigani.”

Galigani shook his hand. “I hear your big-wig client, Brent Miles, is behind bars?”

Vicente shrugged. “Pfft. Not for long. Barramendi will see to that.”

“And you have to make sure he stays out, right?” I asked.

“Of course.” Vicente said, waving to the bartender and indicating he wanted a Bloody Mary by pointing to mine then to himself.

The bartender nodded his understanding and got busy concocting another drink.

“What do you have?” Vicente asked.

Information? He wanted information from us?

No way. Not without a quid pro quo.

“How did you find us?” I asked.

He cocked an eyebrow at me. “GPS tracking on your phone.”

“You’re tracking my phone?” I asked, dumbfounded.

Vicente nodded casually. “Yours, and his.” He nodded to Galigani. “Even Sam Kafer’s.”

I inhaled sharply, trying to control my anger. I glanced at Galigani, wishing he’d blow his top all over V.D., but he said. “So, Kafer’s on your list, huh? You work fast.”

V.D. shrugged and accepted the Bloody Mary put in front of him by the bartender. “You know the procedure. Check out next of kin and all romantic relationships first. Kafer is the vic’s sister’s boyfriend and he has a prior. Elementary. And then the GPS of three of you together. Too hard to pass up.”

GPS tracking? I’d have to look into that later. It didn’t seem ethical, let alone legal, but if the competition was using it, I should be too. There was probably some tracking software I could get online.

Why was I always behind on everything?

I excused myself to use the restroom and took advantage of the excuse to text Jill. Hopefully, V.D. wasn’t tracking my text messages. I assumed that was illegal, but then again, what did I know? Just in case, I left Jill a cryptic message requesting she call me. Which she did immediately.

I decided to take the call in the privacy of the ladies room.

“Kate, I’m on break at the studio, so I can chat, but only for a minute. What’s going on? Have you found anything out?”

“SFPD has detained Brent Miles. Person of interest.”

“Oh my God!” Jill gasped.

“I know, but they probably won’t be able to hold him long. He’s got a top notch attorney, not to mention a P.I. who’s following me around.”

“He’s following you? Why?” Jill asked.

“Well, tracking us. Me and Galigani. We met with Sam, Melanie’s boyfriend. He’s got a bruise on his eye. Blamed it on a co-worker. Do you know anything about it?”

Jill tsked, then said, “Oh. No. I…I don’t know what to make of it.”

I fiddled with the faucet on the sink, an idea forming.

“Jill? Did Perry think Sam was abusing Melanie?”

“Perry knew Melanie had a tendency to sort of pick the wrong guy. She’s got a history of abuse. She swore Sam was different, but…”

I bit my tongue.

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