Secrets, Lies & Alibis by Patricia H. Rushford

Secrets, Lies & Alibis by Patricia H. Rushford

Author:Patricia H. Rushford
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ebook, book
Publisher: Thomas Nelson
Published: 2010-05-04T04:00:00+00:00


Chapter Twenty-Four

Mac settled into his car and secured the seat belt.

“What did you think of that ring Tim described?” Kevin asked. “It sounds like a real dandy.”

Mac laughed. “I’m not going to tell my girlfriend about it, that’s for sure. I don’t want her getting any ideas.”

“If she’s like my Jean, she won’t care whether it’s a diamond chip or the Hope diamond. It’s what the ring stands for, not the physical appearance or price tag.”

“Do you think the killer took Megan’s ring?”

“I’d put money on it. Either he thought he could make a quick buck or wanted to keep it as a souvenir. A ring like that would probably bring him over five hundred from a fencer, or a dishonest pawnbroker. We’ll get the description of the ring to local pawnshops, in case he sold it. Or the killer may want it for a keepsake, a token to remember the victim by when he relives the murder.”

“Sounds sadistic.”

“Hopefully we aren’t dealing with someone who actually enjoys killing. That would fit the profile of a serial killer.”

“You don’t think that’s what this is, do you?” Mac thought about the Green River murders and how long it took to finally find the killer.

“You never know,” Kevin said.

Mac suddenly had an idea. “Would the cleanup guys out at the body dumpsite have used a metal detector to check for the ring or any other jewelry?”

“Good question, my friend. They should have.” Kevin got on the phone to Eric, who told him that no metal detector had been used.

“Make a little detour, Mac. Head back to the P.D. Our fish and game troopers have a detector stored inside that little office they share with the patrol troops. I’m sure it’s still there. They use it during big game season to scan illegal deer and elk kills for bullets. I understand it’s a pretty sensitive machine.”

Mac made a U-turn and less than a minute later was back at the Troutdale P.D. He left the engine running and jogged inside. The receptionist led him to the small office, where he found the detector propped in a corner. He jotted off a hurried note and left.

“Got it,” he told Kevin as he popped the trunk, moved his equipment aside, and set it in.

“We’ll grab a bite on the way down to Bonneville State Park. We should have time to scan the area and make our two o’ clock back in Troutdale.”

They stopped at the Burger Barn, a local restaurant known for its one-pounders with the works, and ate their hamburgers and fries on the run. Mac was finished with his before Kevin had taken two bites. “You guys right out of patrol always amaze me,” Kevin said.

“How’s that?” Mac stuffed his garbage into the fast food bag.

“You eat like there’s no tomorrow. You really ought to take your time and chew your food. And I don’t want to hear the excuse that you get used to eating fast because you might get a call and have to run out on your lunch.



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