Wings of Prey by JP McLean

Author:JP McLean
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: flying humans paranormal flight magic and mystery, British Columbia set in Vancouver west coast, beach reading escape read vacation read, ghost fiction ghost thriller books with ghosts, strong female lead paranormal superpowers, urban fantasy series supernatural mystery, supernatural series supernatural thriller
Publisher: WindStorm Press
Published: 2019-01-22T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Sam hung up with a warning that Ortez would be in touch with me. When Ortez called, it was to ask me to come to the station. He said it was an interview, but I knew better. The opioids they’d found in conjunction with a death in their family meant I’d be questioned until an answer they could use fell out. My B&E had been knocked into homicide territory.

I stored my fake ID in the hotel safe and left the building the way I’d arrived, ghosting and travelling to Pacific Centre mall to re-form in the food court’s washroom. I then walked to the street and hailed a cab to take me to the station.

Ortez led me to a windowless room where three solemn-faced detectives had gathered. They hunched over their notepads with pens at the ready. Sam wasn’t present. He’d explained that when it came to investigating an officer’s death, professional courtesy extended free rein to the team interviewing internal operatives. He would be subjected to the same questioning. Refusal would cause an irreparable tear in both of our reputations.

After introductions, I expressed my condolences.

“Thank you,” Ortez said. “Ingram was a fine officer. We’re going to find the person responsible. Whoever it was broke into your apartment and spiked your milk to kill you. That’s where this investigation starts. With you.”

He and his team waded in gently with the questions. I stuck to my official caseload, the most recent being investment fraud at the Chinese embassy, and before that, the drug trafficking case involving the Cooper brothers. They dug deeper and quizzed me about my inheritance and my recent trip to California. They asked about my relationships with the Kirks and Reynoldses, and with James and Avery.

Ortez leaned back in his chair. He upended his pen and tapped it on his notepad. “This isn’t the first time someone has targeted you, is it, Emelynn?” His tone leaked frustration.

“No. Carson Manse was a madman, but he’s no longer a threat.”

“Looks like you’ve recovered from the injuries he inflicted.” Ortez’s statement felt like an indictment. Being whipped caused more than physical injuries.

“Are you questioning my mental stability?”

“I’m questioning everything.” Ortez picked up his notepad. “Two of the four men responsible for your abduction were killed at the scene. One was never caught and Manse escaped custody. Is that right?”

I nodded and he continued. “The records show Manse and the associate of his who’d escaped were shot and killed by the Reynoldses’ security team last year while trying to break into the family’s estate in California.”

“Manse and his associate were both armed at the time,” I said. Theirs were the only two deaths officially associated with the massacre at Cairabrae. It was the deal agreed upon by the Tribunal and Cain’s ICO team the night they struck their bargain.

Ortez closed his notepad. “I’ve read the records. Cut-and-dry self-defence. Doesn’t it seem odd, though? The last two men connected to your ordeal, both dead? That’s a tidy wrap-up, isn’t it? Big bow on top.

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