the bus stop. No sense in wasting money. He accepted the fact it would take him another two hours at least to get home and enjoy his evening. What else could he do? It was his own fault and he knew it.
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books held tightly against his chest, Nik ran as fast as he could to catch it. With a swipe of his pass, he climbed aboard and looked around for an available seat. He groaned when he realised the bus was full. Serves me right.
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Chapter Four
Drawing in a deep breath, Bobby raised his hand and knocked on the lieutenant’s door. He wasn’t sure how she’d react to his request, but it couldn’t hurt to ask.
“Come in.”
He pushed open the door and stepped in, stopping in front of her desk. She eyed him while whoever was on the other end of the phone talked to her.
“I understand, Mayor, but you have to give my men more than a day to figure out the motive. I put my best detectives on it, and I trust that they’ll solve it quickly.” She pinned Bobby with a glare when he coughed to cover up his snicker. “Yes, sir, I’ll call you as soon as I have any information.”
Bobby reminded himself he was an adult man and shouldn’t run like a scared girl when the lieutenant set the receiver back in its cradle gently. Her knuckles went white where she gripped her pen.
“Tell me you have some news, and preferably it’s good.”
Rocking back on his heels, he shrugged. “I’m not sure how good it is, but that professor I talked to yesterday tells me the bottle found at the main crime scene is old.”
“Old? I could have told you that.” She snorted. “How old?”
“Like fifteenth century old. The professor says it was probably custom made, because the wine makers used larger versions of the cask.” He pulled out his notebook where he’d jotted down all the things he could remember Nik saying and flipped through the pages. “It is from Romania, or whatever they called Romania back then. He thinks there’s something under the seal on the bottle, some words that we wouldn’t be able to read, but he could. At least that’s what he says.”
“Thanks for the report. Is there something else you want?”
“Yes, ma’am. I’d like you to sign off on letting the professor look at the bottle.”
The lieutenant’s narrow-eyed gaze made Bobby want to check if his fly was open.
Standing in front of her was worse than dealing with the nuns at Catholic school. Bobby had spent a lot of time in the Mother Superior’s office when he was younger.
“Why would I want to do that?”
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“Like I said, Professor Radin believes there’s something under the seal. He’s handled objects like this bottle before and says he knows what he’s doing. I guess the bottle should be in a museum and if he can find out what’s under the seal without destroying the bottle, why not let him do it?”
She tapped the end of her pen against the desk while she thought about it. Bobby kept his mouth shut. No sense in pushing her. Whatever she decided, he would have to go along with. He might bend the rules a little, but he wouldn’t go behind his lieutenant’s back and risk losing his job or making her mad at him.
“Fine. He can come and look at the bottle, but it can’t leave the lab, so make sure Wilmont is aware of the professor’s visit.”
“Thank you, ma’am.” Bobby left her office before she could change her mind.
After returning to his desk, he picked up the phone and called the lab.
“Yes?”
“Wilmont, don’t you ever go home?” He chuckled at the crude sound the head of the crime lab made. “I know all about it, man. I was hoping to get out to Belmont today for some of the races. Instead, I’m stuck at my desk because of this case.”
“You shouldn’t be betting on horses