Fact or Fiction - A Sam Prichard Mystery (Sam Prichard, Mystery, Thriller, Suspense, Private Investigator Book 13)

by David Archer

  Rivers looked down at the body, then at the bag holding her gun, before he turned his eyes back to Karen. “Sure does look like it,” he said. “You want to step out of the room for a minute, would you do that?”

  “I didn’t kill him,” Karen said. “Like I told these officers, I was up on the fourth floor looking for Samara when I heard the gunshots. That’s when I realized my gun was missing, and then I came down here and found Samara laying dead in the floor.”

  Rivers just looked at her. “Okay. Step out of here for a minute, please.”

  She shook her head in disgust and left the room, stepping out into the hallway. The pregnant girl was no longer in sight, and the remaining Devils and other tenants were giving her a wide berth. She crossed her arms and paced around, trying to keep her ears open enough to hear what was being said inside the apartment.

  “… Really think she could’ve done it?” That was one of the patrolmen.

  “I heard she was pretty hot to hang this guy,” Rivers said. “I don’t guess she’d be the first cop to go south. We had a few just a few months ago that got arrested for murder, remember?”

  “Yeah, Carl, but this is Karen Parks we’re talking about. You remember her husband, David? One of the best cops ever.”

  Rivers turned slightly, and Karen could tell he was trying to look her way without her realizing it. A shiver went down her spine as she realized that he was about to arrest her for murder.

  “Close that door for a minute, would you?” Rivers asked, and one of the other officers pushed it shut. Karen stared at the closed door for a moment, then turned and walked down the stairs.

  No one spoke, no one tried to stop her. She came out on the ground floor and walked straight out the front of the building. There were two squad cars outside, and she saw Rivers’ car, but there were no other cops waiting there. She walked directly to her car and got into it, started it and drove away.

  This is going to look pretty damned bad, she thought. Oh, well. I’ve only got one hope right now, and I just hope I can get there in time.

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