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“She’s connected, Kingston. You were a cop. You know how it works. The spouse and family are first at bat and it turns out Elizabeth Ellis didn’t much like her husband. Can’t say as I blame her. He was a cheating, bastard lawyer, but there it is.”
“And so, Thronson learned something incriminating? And Elizabeth felt threatened and decided to kill her?”
“Thronson was on to something.”
Rex scoffed. “Come on, Driscoll. This is thin and you know it.”
But Driscoll seemed to dig his toes in deeper. Rex argued with him, but the detective was bullishly focused on Elizabeth. Rex had known other officers of the law who became single-sighted when their emotions got twisted into the mix. Driscoll wanted Thronson’s killer bad, and Elizabeth was in his crosshairs.
Pushing the speed limit down the freeway, Rex felt a new sense of urgency. He’d left Ravinia at his house and now speed-dialed her on Bluetooth.
“What?” she answered. “I’m down to my last minutes.”
“Goddammit, go get some. The police will be calling you,” he advised.
“Why?”
“They appear to be zeroing in on Elizabeth, thinking she might have had something to do with her husband’s homicide.”
“What?”
“I’m meeting with her now. When they call, be careful. It would probably be best if you avoided talking to Driscoll or Maya or anyone else until we can sort this all out.”
“We’re working a case for Elizabeth?”
“I’m working a case for Elizabeth,” he stressed.
“Hey, I’m included in this, and I need to be there.”
“I’ll handle this and keep you informed.”
“Like hell. She’s my cousin. I brought you into this.”
“This is a homicide investigation, and that takes things to a new level. You don’t have the experience.”
“I know things,” Ravinia snapped. “Elizabeth asked me if I’ve been watching the news, so I’ve been watching the news.”
“Ravinia—”
“She asked me that after I questioned her about how she knew about the bridge falling down when she was a kid. So, that’s what I’ve been doing all morning. Watching the news. You know about the old guy who ran his car into that restaurant around here? The one who died?”
“I heard about it, but that doesn’t—”
“Would you just shut up and listen? A woman was there when it happened. Ran in and saved this kid and his parents who were sitting right in front of the window. Swept up the kid seconds before this car slams right through the window. Woulda killed them all if she hadn’t grabbed the boy. But everyone says there’s no way she could have seen the car coming, like she claimed. She was there too soon. Ahead of the accident. But before she could be interviewed, she disappeared into the crowd. That’s what Elizabeth was trying to tell me last night. She was that woman, and she understands she has a gift whether she wants to admit it or not.”
“What I know is that Detective Vern Driscoll is determined to prove that Elizabeth was involved with his partner’s recent murder.”
“I’m coming. You need me.”
“I’m meeting Elizabeth now. I’m not picking you up.”
“Then you tell her I know about the restaurant. You tell her it’s her gift! You—”
The phone went dead in his hand. “Ravinia?”
She’d finally run out of minutes.
He’s here.
