The Girl Who Ran Collection by Susan Lund

Author:Susan Lund
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-988265-84-1
Publisher: Susan Lund

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Tess spent the rest of the day in the newsroom, working on her article. When the time rolled around to meet Michael, she popped into Kate's office and let her know how the article was going. Then, she drove to Frank's, arriving a few minutes early, and decided to use the time to catch up on her social media. Frank's was a local restaurant and bar that was frequented by police and other law enforcement types. It was modeled on a famous bar in Chicago, with brick walls and brass fixtures, dozens of images of old Seattle at the turn of the 20th Century on the walls. It was always packed with patrons because the beer was cheap, and the food was good.

She'd ordered them both a beer and some nachos, and had been too hungry to wait for him, digging into the pile of food. Luckily, he was on time, and so his beer was still nice and cold and the nachos still hot.

"Couldn't wait for me, I see," he said and leaned down to kiss her before he took his chair.

"I ate my lunch early, so I was hungry," she said with a grin. "You snooze, you lose."

Michael smiled and removed his jacket before sitting down. Once he was seated, he stretched his arms out and then settled into his chair.

"Cheers," Tess said and raised her bottle of beer. Michael took his and they clinked bottle necks before taking a drink.

She told him about her visit to Tracy’s mother and how poorly the interview with her went, but how useful it was to speak to Tracy's brother.

"DNA should be back tomorrow on the Jane Doe, so we'll know if it's her. But I’m pretty sure it is."

Tess heaved a heavy sigh. "I know it's some girl, and so some poor family is going to be sad, but I hope it's not Tracy. That family seems to have so many other problems."

Michael leaned across the table and kissed her. "Whatever the case, it's out of our hands."

"So, what's new in the world of crime fighting?" she asked, watching Michael take another long sip from his beer. "You look like you need a drink."

Michael nodded and leaned forward. "Between you and me, this has been a monumental day."

"In what way?" she asked, intrigued by his conspiratorial tone. "Can you tell me or is it privileged info?"

"Off the record?"

"Of course."

He hesitated. "Mickey didn't do it."

A shock went through Tess. She frowned and took another sip of her beer, passing this new fact over in her mind to see how it sat.

"Seriously?"

Michael nodded. "Afraid so. Our nice open and shut case just got opened again. We thought we had a suspect with a pretty solid confession and evidence of his presence at the cabin during the murders. A bloody footprint that matches a very unique style of footwear is usually good enough to put a suspect at a location. Sure, we don’t know who the hell John Doe is, and we’re working hard to uncover all of Sutton's connections to Rachel and Mickey, but still.

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