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He glanced over at me with a grin and then turned his attention back to driving. “I have a feeling I’m going to be fixing some speeding tickets for you in the future.”
I held on as he took a sharp corner.
On a good day, our neighborhood was a good forty-five-minute drive from this hospital. Today, traffic parted like the Red Sea for Moses. A short twenty minutes later, he turned onto our street. Two Dallas police cars were parked in front of Lillian’s house, their lights flashing. Zack parked next to the patrol cars.
“Wait here,” he said.
I opened her door and stepped out. “Yeah, no.”
He rolled his eyes.
“I don’t take orders well,” I said, walking beside him to the officer on the sidewalk.
“I’ll remember that.” Zack showed his badge to the patrol office. “Detective Noles. What’s going on?”
“The call came in about thirty minutes ago. We checked around the house. Rear door was open. No windows broken. Front door is how we found it.”
All heads turned toward the house. The front door was shut.
“Is it locked?” I asked.
“Yes, ma’am,” the fresh-faced officer said.
Ma’am? I suddenly felt much older than thirty-six.
“Have you cleared the house?’ Zack asked.
“Yes. No one’s in there.”
“Wait here,” Zack said to me. He squinted his eyes. “I mean it this time. Wait here until I make sure it’s safe.” He looked at the two officers who joined them. “Someone stay here and make sure she doesn’t move. I want to check out the house myself before I let her go in.”
I huffed. “God. So bossy.”
“Let’s go.”
Two officers went with him while a third stayed with me.
“So, what’s your name?” I asked.
“Paul Rowe, ma’am.”
“You don’t have to ‘ma’am’ me.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
I gave up. “Did you go inside?”
“I did.”
“Is everything messed up in there?” I winced thinking of all the possible damage that could have happened. Lillian had some beautiful and expensive antiques, not to mention all the sterling silver pieces. I had no idea if Lillian kept any cash around or even if she had a safe.
“Not too bad,” the patrolman said, interrupting my thoughts. “Only a couple of rooms look disturbed. Looks like maybe an office and a bedroom.”
“How’d he get in?”
Before he answered, Zack whistled from the front door. “It’s safe. Come on up.”
I hurried up the walk, my low heels clicking on the concrete sidewalk. “The patrolman said two rooms were messed up…?”
