B006P1R39O EBOK
Page 21
How did the animal get into the building?
Of course it wasn’t entirely impossible. It was plausible that the animal had snuck in during the day while the garage doors were open, but not probable. You would think that Metzger might have discovered the animal long before closing time.
“Don’t you think that the best way to proceed right now would be to just assume that the same person killed the two men? That way we could start looking for a suspect.” Mya asked before taking another drink of her iced tea.
Leaning back against the cushioned bench, Donny let out a loud sigh. “You still have a lot to learn about police work. You don’t cut corners. It’s okay to follow your gut feelings, but do it by the book.”
“But …” Mya interrupted.
Donny cut her off. “Even if we knew exactly who killed those guys … without evidence there isn’t a thing we could do right now.”
Mya knew he was right. If they didn’t have evidence, the killer could be standing right in front of them and there wasn’t a thing they could do. “Okay, so now what? Do we wait for the autopsy report?”
“That’s exactly what we do.” He gave her a tolerant smile. “But if you are anxious to be doing something … you could drive out and talk to Ben Metzger’s brother. He lives near Red Canyon. That’s about thirty miles north of here.”
Mya shrugged. “Okay, but how come you are not coming with me?”
Donny’s eyes shifted to the window where he pretended to be engrossed in a flock of birds that had gathered on the sidewalk outside the coffee shop. “I’m going to stick around the station today and catch up on some paperwork.”
Mya was excited at the prospect of doing something other than shuffling paper, which is all she’d really done since coming here. So far Donny hadn’t let her get too involved in the case, but she had a feeling that was about to change. Even if she didn’t accomplish much with her drive to Red Canyon, at least she’d get some fresh air. Anything had to be better than sitting in that closet they called a filing room.
After finishing their drinks, they headed back to the police station across the street. It was then that Mya eyed her little red Nova skeptically. She’d hate to get stranded out in the middle of nowhere if it broke down.
“Can I use the patrol car?” she asked.
Donny followed her gaze and guessed what she was thinking. He threw her the keys to the patrol car. “Just make sure that you bring it back in one piece. It’ll be my head if something happens to that car.”
“No problem,” Mya smiled. “And just so you know … I passed driver’s ed years ago.”
“Yeah … well just don’t mess up,” he muttered.
“Okay uncle dearest,” she laughed. “You really don’t have to worry about me. I do know a little about what I’m doing.”
He rolled his eyes, clearly not convinced. Taking a pad of paper from his shirt pocket he wrote down the directions to Red Canyon. After tearing the paper from the notebook, he handed it to Mya. “If you get lost, radio dispatch. They’ll help you find it.”
“Okay,” she said, taking the paper from his hand.
“If you get a bad feeling while you’re out there, just turn around and come back. We’ll go out there later,” Donny spoke over his shoulder before entering the sandstone colored building that housed the tribal police.
Mya thought his words were a little strange. Why would she get a bad feeling talking to a family member of one of the victims?
Shrugging it off, Mya got into the patrol car. Before starting the engine, she took some time to study the directions he’d given her. It didn’t look like the place would be too difficult to find. A few minutes later she was on her way out of town.
It was a long - hot drive. Mya kept the windows rolled up and the air conditioner running at full capacity. She tried to concentrate on the details of the case, but her thoughts kept drifting to the biker. Just the memory of those hypnotic eyes sent a tingling sensation down her spine.
Mya was almost positive that she’d never seen the guy before today, but his eyes were so familiar. Even more peculiar was that she could swear there had been recognition when he looked at her.
About the Author
Lorraine Kennedy is the author of the Immortal Destiny and Realm of the Wolf Series, as well as several novellas and short stories. Ms. Kennedy was born and raised in Utah but has lived in several different states. She attended Weber State University, majoring in Criminal Justice and at one point studied Anthropology. Lorraine Kennedy and her family now make their home in Utah. You can get Lorraine Kennedy news by visiting her on the web at www.lorrainekennedy.com