Tingle (Revenge Book 2) by Burns Trevion

Author:Burns,Trevion [Burns,Trevion]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-09-21T07:00:00+00:00

12

“Yo, Linc!” Forensic technician, Martin Zhang, nodded at Linc the next morning. His eyes shrinking with glee. “How’s it hanging? Or, not hanging?” He cut his eyes at Linc. “Balls still secure?”

Linc made his way into the forensics lab. “Shit. For now. Until we figure out this guy’s motive, no one’s safe.”

Martin’s eyes bulged, and he slapped both hands over the crotch of his white lab pants, tittering with pleasure because his joke had landed a rare smile on Linc’s face.

Linc circled the many sterile, gleaming tables of the lab, careful to fight back his incessant need to touch everything he passed, knowing that every item beyond those doors was as delicate as fine china.

“Any leads?” Martin asked, straightening up.

“Still chasing our tails. Hoping to find something in here.” He came to a stop at Martin’s table, drinking in the various pieces of evidence. Sighing, Linc released his bun and let his hair fan around his face before throwing his head back and retying it.

“Come on, man. You know how much I hate that. Getting your dog hair all over my lab. I had to buy a new broom last week because the first one choked to death on your hair.”

Linc fought a smile, leaning on the table with his eyes lowered.

Martin sighed. “Who am I kidding? I’m just jealous. The same man-bun that has every woman on this island throwing themselves at you would make me look like a fucking buffoon.”

“Yes, it would. And yes…” He lifted his smiling eyes to Martin. “You are.”

“Hey, you never told me how your first AA meeting went yesterday? You look miserable, so I’m guessing not good. But, on the other hand, you always look miserable, so…”

Linc hissed.

“Proud of you, man.”

“Don’t be too proud.” Linc pushed away from the table and crossed his arms. “Had to leave early since, clearly, The Shadow Rock Chopper has no plans on slowing down.”

“I thought we didn’t name them until there was a proven pattern? This guy’s only struck twice.”

“Couldn’t help myself.”

“The Shadow Rock Chopper…” Martin repeated it, thought about it, and then curled his lip. “Nah, too on the nose. What about The Shadow Rock Slicer? The Sterilizer? The Carver—oh, the Shadow Rock Scyther!”

“Because slicer, sterilizer and carver aren’t on the nose?”

“You gotta admit Scyther was on point, though.”

Linc made an unimpressed face. “It’s a’ight.”

Martin scoffed his displeasure at Linc’s refusal to acknowledge his brilliant mind.

Linc nodded at the pieces of evidence scattered on the table. “What we got?”

Martin’s eyes fell to the gleaming table. “Not much man. Even caught off guard, this guy is meticulous. Really good at cleaning up after himself. He didn’t leave a lick of evidence with Todd Lockwood, and what little he left, this time, is clean as a whistle. Virtually untraceable. No prints on the syringe he dropped. No shoe prints. No nothing.”

Only halfway listening, Linc reached for the Ziploc bag he’d been frowning down at for over a minute.

Martin slapped his hand, causing Linc to yank it back.

“Gloves,” Martin spat.

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