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“Well, that’s a pity, as you’re getting it. Don’t put us through another round like this morning. Be a brave little soldier now, and roll up your sleeve.”
“I hate you.”
“Yes, I know. We’ve added a bit of flavoring to the liquid packet. Raspberry.”
“Gee. My mouth’s just watering.”
Chapter 20
She was rolling up her other sleeve as she walked toward Interview Room A. Apparently, it wasn’t just her car that was having an electronic rebellion. Climate control was on the fritz in this section, and the air was hot, stuffy, and violently scented with bad coffee.
Peabody was waiting outside the door, perspiring lightly in full uniform.
“He whining for a lawyer yet?”
“Not yet. Sticking to the mistaken identity story.”
“Beautiful. He’s going to be an idiot.”
“Sir, in my opinion, he thinks we’re the idiots.”
“Better and better. Come on, let’s do this.”
Eve pushed open the door. Kevin sat at the single table at one of the two chairs. He was sweating as well, and not so delicately. He looked over as Eve came in, and his lips trembled.
“Thank God. I was afraid I’d just been left here and forgotten. There’s been some horrible mistake, ma’am. I was having a picnic with a woman I met online, a woman I knew only as Stefanie. Suddenly, she went crazy. She said she was the police, and then I was brought here.”
He spread his hand, a gesture of reason and puzzlement. “I don’t know what’s going on.”
“I’ll just bring you up to speed.” She drew out a chair, straddled it. “But calling me crazy isn’t going to endear you to me, Kevin.”
He stared. “I’m sorry? I don’t even know you.”
“Now, Kevin, what a thing to say after you gave me those pretty flowers and quoted poetry to me. Men, Peabody, what are you going to do?”
“Can’t live with them, can’t beat them with a stick.”
Kevin’s eyes darted from one face to the other. “You? It was you in the park? I don’t understand.”
“I told you to remember my name. Engage recorder,” she said. “Interview with suspect Kevin Morano, regarding charges of murder in the first in the case of Bryna Bankhead, accessory to murder in the case of Grace Lutz, attempted murder in the cases of Moniqua Cline and Stefanie Finch. Additional charges of sexual assault, rape, illegals possession, administering illegals to persons without consent, also filed. Interview conducted by Dallas, Lieutenant Eve. Also present, Peabody, Officer Delia. Mr. Morano has been informed of his rights. Isn’t that so, Kevin?”
“I don’t—”
“Did you receive the Revised Miranda warning, Kevin?”
“Yes, but—”
“Do you understand your rights and obligations as contained in that warning?”
“Of course, but—”
She made a mildly impatient sound, held up a finger. “Don’t be in such a hurry.” She stared at him, went silent. When he licked his lips, opened them, she wagged a finger at him again. And watched a single line of sweat drip down his temple. “Hot in here,” she said conversationally. “They’re working on the climate control. Must be pretty miserable under that wig and face putty. You want to ditch them?”
“I don’t know what you—”
She merely reached over, gave the wig a quick jerk, then tossed it to Peabody. “I bet that feels cooler.”
“It’s not a crime to wear hair alternatives.” He raked unsteady fingers through his short-cropped hair.
