The Dark Places by R. S. Whitfield

Author:R. S. Whitfield [Whitfield, R. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Vanguard Press
Published: 2021-03-24T22:00:00+00:00

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Each cradling a tray of coffees, Parker and Surin walked onto the floor of the Homicide Section of the BPD and handed them out to the officers sitting at their desks. Dennis looked up and smiled as Surin approached.

“You’re an angel sent from heaven,” he said, grabbing a large cup.

“Yeah, I hear that all the time,” Surin replied, shaking her head. “Long night?” she asked.

“The longest,” he replied and sat back in his chair. “What about you?” he added, casting a look over at Parker who had just sat down at his desk.

“I actually got some sleep for once,” she replied.

He shifted his gaze back to Surin with a smirk. “And a sleep in?” he added.

Surin blushed. “Don’t be a dick,” she said, “it’s not like that.”

Dennis nodded, letting it go. He had slept on Surin’s couch a few times himself.

“We’re going down to evidence to look at the personal possessions from Lana Beau,” Surin continued.

“The attempted abduction?” Dennis queried.

“Well, it wasn’t a failed attempt. It was more like a catch and release,” she corrected.

She sensed Parker before she saw him. He was standing behind her, probably a touch too close. Her face heated again, God she needed to get this under control and this morning’s little striptease hadn’t helped. She turned around.

“We heading down?” he asked casually, looking at her red face with confusion.

“Yep, let’s go,” she answered stiffly, avoiding eye contact with Dennis, and they walked over to the elevator.

Billy Johnson had been manning the front desk of the evidence room ever since Surin could remember.

“Detectives,” he said brusquely, standing as they approached.

“Billy.” Surin nodded.

“What can I do for you?” he said and shifted the mouse, so the computer screen came to life.

“We need the evidence from last night’s case, Lana Beau.”

“Carjacking?” Billy asked.

“Something like that,” Parker replied.

Billy nodded, sat down and tapped away on the keys. For his age, Billy had extremely fast typing skills. There was a rumour going around the department that he actually taught touch-typing night classes at the local college.

“Here it is,” he said gruffly. “Signature, badge number, you know the drill.” He handed Surin a pen and walked past them, swiping his access card to open the evidence locker.

“I remember when it was a simple key to get in there,” Parker said with a smile.

“You and me both,” Billy replied, shaking his head. A few minutes later he re-appeared carrying a box and handed it to Parker.

“That’s it.” He turned and sat back down on his chair, unfolding the newspaper and putting it up, covering his face.

“Thanks, Billy,” Surin said.

“Hmm,” he grunted.

Surin and Parker chose the conference room that was adjacent to their office. She closed the door as Parker put the box on the table, lifting the lid.

“Not much here,” he said, picking up items one at a time and laying them on the table.

Lana’s shirt, jeans and a pair of size eight TOMS were the first things out of the box, followed by a pair of ankle socks, pink underwear and a wallet.

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