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Chapter 3

IDON’T KNOWhim,” said the older cop, who on the way inside the house had told Decker and Jamison that he was Officer Will Curry. His partner shook his head too. They were looking down at the man in uniform lying on the floor of the basement. They had already seen the body upstairs, and neither of the officers had recognized himeither.

Curry pointed to the man’s chest. “No nameplate. We all wear one.”

“Would you know him?” asked Decker. “I mean, is the police force that small around here?”

Curry thought about this for a few moments. “I don’t know every person in uniform, but I do know a lot of them.”

Decker said, “There’s no pistol in his holster.”

Curry nodded. “Yeah,I saw that. And there’s no comm pack either. Look, I need to call this in. Homicide will be taking this over. Donny, we need to tape the perimeter. And don’t let anybody near this place.”

Donny left to do this while Curry pulled out his phone, walked over to a far corner of the basement, and made the call.

Decker knelt down and looked over the body.

Jamison gazedover his broad shoulder. “How did he die?” she asked.

“No obvious wounds. Just like the guy upstairs, although there’s all that blood.”

“Death by hanging is usually bloodless,” said Jamison. “Unless something ruptured inside the guy and it came out somewhere.”

“There was no blood on his clothes,” replied Decker. “So, I don’t see how that could be the case.”

Curry came back over to them. “Okay, I’ll need to get your statements, and you both need to get out of here. The detectives will have my head if they find you here.”

They walked back upstairs and filed out the rear door. Curry noted the damage. “How’d that happen?”

“That would be me breaking into the house,” said Decker. “I’ll explain why.”

The storm had mostlypassed, the skies had cleared some, and a few stars could actually be seen overhead.

Curry pulled out his notepad. “Okay, let’s hear it.”

First Decker and then Jamison gave their accounts. As they finished they heard someone calling out to them.

“Alex, is everything okay?”

They all turned to see Amber and Zoe at the rear fence that separated the two properties.

“Go back inside, I’ll be there in just a few minutes,” Jamison called back. She turned to Curry as Amber and Zoe returned to their house.

“My sister Amber and her daughter, Zoe. We’re visiting with them.”

“So they live there?” said Curry.

“Yes.”

“We’ll need to talk to them. They might have seen something leading up to whatever happened to the twovics.”

“Sure, that’s fine,” said Jamison.

“What is it that you two do at the FBI?” asked Curry.

“We track down people who hurt other people,” said Decker. “Just like what happened in that house.”

Curry seemed to sense where Decker was going with this. “This isn’t a federal case.”

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