Tame by A.J. Llewellyn

Author:A.J. Llewellyn [Llewellyn, A.J.]
Language: nld
Format: epub
Tags: erotic MM, Romance MM
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 4

Veo seemed super-pissed when Cavan walked back into the station. Cavan had squaffed his coffee and muffin in the few short blocks from the cafe. Strangely, the foamy heart had stayed more or less the same even as the cup emptied. A pretty heart in an empty cup. Why did this feel like the story of his life? As he tossed the cup and paper bag into a trash bin at the entrance, he still couldn’t figure out why Mitch Berman had shut down on him the way he had but now Veo was gesturing to him. He led Cavan past a row of closed interview rooms into his own office.

“This is Lieutenant Forsythe of the robbery-homicide unit and he has a few questions for you,” Veo said.

Cavan noticed Veo was now wearing a black T-shirt under his uniform shirt. Whatever. He shook hands with Lieutenant Forsythe 50

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who said, “Call me John.”

“John Forsythe? Like the actor?” Cavan couldn’t resist.

“Yeah, I get that a lot and no, we’re not related.” Forsythe seemed to be cool though. He didn’t act irritated. He took a seat behind Veo’s desk, much to the latter’s chagrin, leaving Veo to sit beside Cavan on the other side.

“How much have you learned about the case you worked last night?” John asked without any preamble.

“Not much.”

“But you figured out that what you thought were chain locks were actually antique medical instruments.”

“No. My mother told me that.”

“How’d she figure that out?”

“From the footage she saw on TV.”

John nodded. “Are you aware that Luke Masterson is turning out to be a real shady guy?”

“I can’t deny that. Sergeant Veo told me you found all kinds of weapons on his property and in his vehicle. Plus…he was definitely evasive in my dealings with him.”

“What made you search so hard for this alleged, suffering dog?”

All of this was in Cavan’s report, he was certain. But he repeated his story. He’d acted on instinct when he’d noticed the sawdust.

“He’s only been back in Los Angeles a few days. He drove down from Oregon. He had a big truck, according to the lumber yard that sold him the material for his shed.”

“Have you found the truck?”

Forsythe shook his head. “Is there anything else that struck you during your investigation?”

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“Nothing I can think of.”

“We can’t get the victim to talk. Beyond his first name, he remains silent. We have no record of his fingerprints anywhere. I mean, he seems to have dropped out of the sky. The Department of Homeland Security says they have nothing matching his prints on passengers coming into this country for the last three years.”

Cavan said nothing. Should he reveal that Ludo told him he was from Argentina?

The words slipped out before he could think about it.

“How in the world did you find that out?” Forsythe looked shocked.

Veo said nothing, watching the two men talk as if he were taking in match point at Wimbledon.

“He told me.”

“He told you? When?”

“This morning. I went to see him.”

“At the hospital?” Veo frowned. “You said you were taking a leak.

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