Page 46 of Mile High Salvation


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“That’s good news!” I say, looking at Melinda. “Think it’ll hold up?”

“We’ve used doorbell cameras before, but I’ve heard of people disabling it,” she replies.

I pace the room in my shiny black heels and long skirt, my finger to my mouth. “Aren’t there records that show when it goes offline? Like when you pull it off to charge it or when the battery dies?”

Lance nods. “Yes, there is.” He looks at Melinda. “Can we use it?”

She smiles. “We most definitely will. I’ll file a motion to get the recordings and online/offline time directly from the company.”

“I would also like to call Mr. Larsen in for a physical lineup. See if he picks out Mr. Johnson or someone else.”

“I’m down. Whatever helps, I’ll do it.”

“They’re going to dress you in the same type of clothing the robbers wore,” I tell him.

“I don’t care. Let’s do it,” he says excitedly.

“Don’t they usually do lineups when they are sure they have the guy and just need a positive ID? This might hurt him,” I say.

“Or it could help him,” Melinda says. “What the cops need to be doing is pressing the other two suspects harder for a name.”

“I take it the Larsens don’t have a doorbell camera?” Lance asks.

“No,” Melinda and I answer in unison.

“The detective already asked,” she comments.

“Though, I’m sure they’ll be getting one now,” I murmur.

“They’d be smart to,” Melinda says.

Mr. Johnson leaves and goes back to work at the bank, and I sit in my office, tapping my pen against the desk and staring off at nothing.

I get why the DA has a hard-on for my client. He is new and trying to prove to everyone that he’s successful and not soft on crime. The last district attorney was too soft on crime with no bail laws and letting people get away with robbery and no consequences. We took on a wrongful termination case last year where a woman was fired from a major electronics store for reporting a robbery, even chasing them out and getting the license plate number for the police. They were forced to prosecute but the store had a no-report rule, and she broke it. Still, she won the lawsuit because it’s ridiculous to let people get away with things, and she’s now $150,000 richer.

I would have asked for a million. But she just wanted to teach them a lesson. She’s using the money to go to college and get a degree so she won’t ever have to work retail again if she doesn’t want to.

My mind, of course, drifts to Eric again, and I think about what Lauryn told me, how that slutty nurse is trying to claim dibs onmyman. I get so mad I want to leave early, go down to the hospital, and pummel her.

But of course, I won’t.

What would I say, anyway? That he’s mine? Because as much as I think of him that way, deep down he isn’t.

Melinda calls me into her office and I put my head back into my work, a little break for my heart to not have to think about him.







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