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“Yes you are. Well, technically I guess you’re telling the truth, since you’re not licensed in the state of California, or anywhere else for that matter. But you worked three years for Sid Abrams of Abrams Private Investigations while you did acting work on the side. Stopped short of getting your own license.”
Holy shit.
This guy knew everything about me.
But how?!
“Why are you here in Richards?” he asked.
“Why don’t you tell me, since you’re so good at making up fiction,” I said coolly.
“Not fiction. Non-fiction.”
“You do sound like you’re researching somebody’s biography. It’s just not mine.”
“I wasn’t thinking ‘biography.’ I was thinking… true crime. Like that book by Truman Capote. In Cold Blood.”
My stomach turned.
I knew what he was talking about from seeing the movie Capote, the one where Philip Seymour Hoffman won the Oscar.
It was about two ex-cons back in the 50’s who brutally murdered a family of four during a home invasion. Slit the throat of the father then shot him in the head, then took a shotgun to his wife and two children.
Oh shit.
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Jack
Iwalked up and got right in Lou’s face. “GET ROACH ON THE PHONE RIGHT NOW AND CALL HIM THE FUCK OFF.”
Jack stared at me, hatred burning deep in his eyes. I knew he wanted to go for it, to hit me, to take me out right now – and I was chomping at the bit for him to try. I would fucking murder that son of a bitch right here, right now, even with the entire Richards Police Department in the other room –
Suddenly the anger was gone, and Lou shook his head in disgust. “You’re a fucking basketcase,” he said as he backed up and pulled out his cell.
“Fuck you. Call him.”
“Over some whore you met – what – three days ago?”
I wanted to break his fucking face for calling her that, but that would just slow down the process.
“CALL HIM.”
“Jesus Christ, I’m callin’, I’m callin’,” he snarled.
He dialed and put the cell to his ear.
“No promises he’ll answer, though,” Lou joked darkly. “He might’ve already started.”
“If that’s the case, then the cops can process a second murder scene after I’m through with you.”
Jack glared at me as we both waited in silence for Roach to answer.
15
Fiona
Iwas wondering if he was going to shoot me or slit my throat.
