Retribution by C. M. Sutter

Author:C. M. Sutter [Sutter, C. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FBI, fbi agent, kidnapping, Missing Persons, murder, Murder Investigation, Police, serial killer, Suspense, Thriller, USA, detective, Psychic Detective, Psychic Powers, Chicago, Illinois, Empath, Psychic Dreams, Psychic Visions
Published: 2018-09-28T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 31

I pushed Henry’s guest chair to the front of his desk and took a seat next to him. “Are you in the middle of something?”

“No, why?”

I pulled the flash drive from my pocket. “We need to use your computer to check out some names. Do you mind?”

“Not at all, but what’s with the stick?”

I leaned in and whispered, “Lutz downloaded the entire police roster on it. I’m only looking for a name that starts with an M. I can’t get its importance out of my head. I think that person is somehow connected to this case, but seeing the name seems to be the only way I’ll remember it.”

“Kate, do you have any idea how many Chicago police officers there are? We have the second largest police force in the country.”

“I’m sorry, but that name is going to lead us to Jesse, I just know it.”

Henry gave me a dubious stare. “Okay, but first I’m going to get us some coffee. Going through those names will take hours.”

I wasn’t sure what to do when Henry’s desk phone rang. He had gone to the lunchroom, and nobody else was paying attention. I hesitated then answered it.

“Detective Johnson’s phone, Detective Pierce speaking.”

Lutz spoke up from the other end of the line. “Kate, where’s Henry?”

“He went to get coffee while I started on the list of names.”

“Sure, no problem. My call is for both of you, anyway. The citation department is checking on ticketed cars from Sunday night, and the lab called with the results from the cigarettes. Give me a second here.”

I heard papers rustling and imagined Lutz had either written down what the lab told him or they had hand delivered the results to his office.

“Here we go. They said the unsmoked cigarettes had no fingerprints on them anywhere. Either they fell out of a pack or the person who dropped them was gloved.”

I sighed. “I’m sure it could go both ways.”

“Right. The smoked cigarette butts had partial prints on them but not enough to pull a hit. The DNA test will take longer, but if we have nobody to compare the results to, testing for DNA is a moot point.”

“I understand. What about the residue in the baggie?”

“I’ve already passed that information on to the organized crime division. Mills will touch base with Crosley in Narcotics. The substance was meth, just like we assumed it was.”

“Okay, I’ll let Henry know. Thank you for the update, sir.”

“What update is that?”

I hung up the phone and looked over my shoulder. Henry was back with two cups of steaming coffee.

“That was Lutz. He said the cigarette results were in and didn’t give us anything to go on. He also said the baggie in T-Bone’s pocket contained meth residue.”

“No surprise there.”

“Oh yeah, he also said that the citation department is checking to see if they ticketed any cars that were parked overnight Sunday near Rush Street.”

“Smart thinking.” Henry set the cups on his desk. “Are you ready to dig in?”

I glanced toward the coffee.

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