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Kreider is another plainclothes cop in the Crimes Against Persons unit. He nodded and smiled at me. “Hey, Steph, how’s it going?”
“It’s going good except for the dead guy upstairs.”
Kreider looked at Morelli. “Have you seen him?”
“Yeah. Multiple bullet wounds. Looks recent.”
Kreider trudged upstairs, and Morelli turned back to me.
“So this is Buster’s apartment,” he said, “but there’s no Buster.”
“Haven’t seen him,” I said. “I also haven’t seen the murder weapon. It wasn’t near the body, and Poletti didn’t have it on him.”
“You’re sure he wasn’t carrying?”
“He was wearing a shirt tucked into slacks and there was no gun. Plus he didn’t try to shoot Briggs.”
The line of Morelli’s mouth tightened a little. “Opportunities missed.”
The sun was low on the horizon, hidden by the urban landscape. Stark Street was in deep shade. Lights blinked on in Buster’s apartment. The customers were beginning to thin out at the pizza place. A few people were standing around, gawking at the police activity, but a murder on Stark doesn’t draw much of a crowd.
“I’ll pass the information on to Kreider,” Morelli said, “and then I’m heading home. I’ve got Bob in the car.”
“I’m heading home too,” I said, looking across the street at the Buick. “I’ve got Briggs in the car.”
Briggs was on the edge of his seat when I slid behind the wheel.
“Did you hear them?” he asked, eyes wide, hands braced on the dash.
“Who?”
“The dogs. The Chihuahua pack. I heard them yipping. Like tiny coyotes. And at the end of the block I saw a tiny shadow with glowing red eyes. It was eerie. It gave me goosebumps.”
“I didn’t hear them. Are you sure you didn’t imagine it?”
“I got it on my phone.”
Briggs passed me his phone, and I looked at a dark screen with two little red dots.
“This could be anything,” I said. “It’s just dots.”
“Those are the eyes of a wild demon Chihuahua,” Briggs said.
SIX
IT WAS A little after nine A.M. when I got to the office with Briggs in tow.
“You look like crap,” Lula said to me. “You either had a really good night or a really bad night.”
“I had a horrible night. Randy and I checked out Buster Poletti’s apartment and found Bernie Scootch stretched out on the floor with a bunch of holes drilled into him. That’s two dead men in one day! I couldn’t sleep. I kept seeing the bodies. And then when I finally fell asleep I had nightmares.”
“Sounds like the only one having a worse night was Ranger,” Connie said.
I helped myself to coffee. “What’s with Ranger?”
Connie’s eyebrows went up. “You didn’t hear? His building is sealed off. I don’t know all the details, but they had to evacuate. Gardi and one of the Rangeman guys are in the hospital. It’s all a big secret. No one’s saying anything.”
“I bet it’s anthrax,” Briggs said. “It’s always anthrax when they seal off a building.”
