The Chosen Girls (Blake Wilder FBI Mystery Thriller Book 4) by Elle Gray

The Chosen Girls (Blake Wilder FBI Mystery Thriller Book 4) by Elle Gray

Author:Elle Gray [Gray, Elle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-04-29T16:00:00+00:00


Twenty-One

Golden Sun Restaurant; Downtown Seattle

On my way back to the shop, Detective Lee called me and asked that I meet him at his family’s restaurant, the Golden Sun. I’ve eaten there before, and the food is actually pretty outstanding. The restaurant is done in light woods and bamboo with rows of red and gold Chinese lanterns hanging from the ceiling. Everything is well kept and tidy, and the aromas wafting out of the kitchen are making my mouth water.

A short, stout Chinese woman in a gray chef’s coat and black pants approaches me. Her dark hair is shot through with gray and she’s got dark eyes in a smooth, tawny face. She’s wearing a white apron over the coat and has her hair tied back beneath a black skull cap with the restaurant’s logo emblazoned on the cuff. I remember her from the last time I was here.

“Ms. Wilder?”

“Yes, it’s nice to see you again.”

She gives me a small smile, then turns and walks away, apparently expecting me to follow. Which I do. She leads me to one of the rooms in the back, pulls aside the rice paper door, and ushers me inside, closing it quickly after me. Detective Lee is sitting at the table sipping a glass of hot tea. I give him a smile as I take a seat across from him and he pours me a glass of tea. I pick it up and blow on the surface, scattering the tendrils of steam rising from the cup.

“Still ashamed to be seen with me in public, huh?” I ask with a grin.

“More like afraid to be seen with you,” he replies—sans the grin. “You’re toxic, Wilder.”

“Yeah, listen. I’m sorry about what happened in the park—”

“Frankly, I wish you would have knocked him out. Might have been better if you had,” he says. “Maybe it would have humbled him.”

“Things bad around the precinct?”

He nods. “Real bad. And you’re the main topic of conversation,” he replies. “He’s not real happy with the fact that your YouTube clip is nearing a million views. And do you know how I know it’s nearing a million views?”

“How?”

“Because Torres keeps reminding us of the count,” he says. “He’s obsessed with it. Checks it constantly. He can’t get over the fact that you made him look like a chump. And he’s furious about it.”

“I didn’t make him look like a chump,” I protest. “We argued. Loudly. But there was nothing that made him look like a chump. He’s either delusional or he’s way too sensitive.”

Lee looks at me, one corner of his mouth quirked upward. “Have you actually seen the clip?”

“Just what’s on the news. Why?”

“I’m sure it’s selective editing, but it seriously looks like he’s flinching away from you,” he goes on. “The video makes him look like he’s cowering in front of you while you’re going all caveman on him.”

“Shut up,” I chuckle. “That’s not even true.”

“Wish it weren’t,” he replies. “But it is and ever since that video dropped, everybody at the precinct is walking on eggshells, trying to avoid the next explosion.



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