The Dead Don't Mind by Meghan O'Flynn

Author:Meghan O'Flynn [O’Flynn, Meghan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781947748408
Publisher: Pygmalion Publishing

She frowned, sighed, and hit the button to reply:

“No. Don’t need you.”

The response came immediately:

“Do you know that you’re looking for a dead man?”

Dammit, Tristan. Had he known before they left? If so, he’d let them waste valuable time driving to another city when they should have been looking for a murderer. If Tristan got someone else killed, another family, a child—

“You okay, Maggie? Something happen?”

She shoved the phone back into her jacket with nearly enough force to tear the pocket. “Everything’s fine. Want to listen to the rest of that book?”

Reid glanced her way, his gaze piercing like that of an eagle. He narrowed his eyes and turned back to the road. “How is that brother of mine?”

She shrugged. “I don’t know.”

“He’s probably irritated that he’s footing the bill for guards without getting to play around in a crime-solving capacity.”

That was pretty spot-on. “You should be a shrink.” She waited until he glanced her way once more, then said, “What do you think about bringing him in?”

His shoulders stiffened. “Tristan doesn’t have access to additional information about Colin’s family. And if he had something on this killer, he’d tell us.”

Yeah… he just did. “He can find things that your lame computers—”

“Lame garbage computers?”

“—can’t find. You’re just hiring a private eye to bridge the department’s lack of technological resources. If this killer ever lived in another country, if he killed over state lines in the past eight years, we wouldn’t know, because he keeps to different small-town jurisdictions. The only reason we know the cases are connected is that he told us.”

Reid squinted at the windshield, but she could read his tension in the set of his jaw. His knuckles were white against the wheel. “What did Tristan just tell you?”

She sighed and turned to the window—the gray sky matched her mood. “That the man we’re looking for is dead.”

A pause. Finally: “That info would have saved you a day of traveling with me, eh?”

The hardness in his tone was cutting—sharp. Her hackles rose. What was that supposed to mean?

She turned back and raised an eyebrow. He wasn’t looking her way, but the corner of his lip had pulled down, his lower eyelid loose. Sadness, not anger. Huh. Was he hurt that she’d suggested hiring Tristan, or at the assumption that she regretted going to the hospital with him? No, that didn’t make sense—overthinking things again. “No matter what Tristan told us, we’d have come out here anyway,” she said slowly, her eyes on his face. “The pie alone was worth it.”

“There is that,” he said as the first drops of rain pattered against the glass.

“So what do you think, Reid? Should we make him earn his keep?”

Reid sighed. “I hired Tristan as a consultant to trace that phone call from Point Harris… or what I thought was Point Harris. He was supposed to call me with any additional leads, though. Not you. You’re already in this deep enough.”

He’d already hired his brother? Why didn’t he just say that? And

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