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walk back out to the car after interviewing Mrs. Jackson.  As I go to open my car door, the phone buzzes in my pocket. 
    “Morrison,” I answer the call.
    “Sarah, it’s Nathan.  I would like to ask you a question,” Nathan’s voice is calm, but I am shocked.
    “How did you get this number?”
    “Money buys a lot of things and one of those is access to anything I want.  And I wanted access to you, so I paid for it.”
    “You did you pay?”
    “The right people.”
    “This is not a public phone number,” I am firm, “This is a private police line for police business only.  I don’t know what world you live in, but I work to save lives and solve crimes.  Unless you’re giving me information on either of those things, you should not be on this line.”
    David is already in the car and he looks to me, questioning whom I am talking to, but I wave him away.  I don’t want David to listen to the call, so I move away from the car to where David can’t hear me.
    “What did Mrs. Jackson say?” Nathan continues his questions.
    “When?”
    “Just now when you were talking to her.”
    My eyes dart around my surroundings to find any hint of being followed, “How did you know we were just there?  Are you following me?”
    “I’m not following you Sarah.  I am at my house, reviewing business documents.  I am nowhere near her address on Fifth Avenue.”
    “Are you having somebody follow me?”
    “Solving this case is of great importance to me, Sarah,” he avoids the question, “If you don’t find out who set me up, then there is a chance that I will spend time in prison.  I don’t want to do that.”
    “Then what do you want?”
    “I would like to know what Mrs. Jackson said.”
    “Look,” I raise my voice but then lower it again, “Just because we spent a moment together, does not mean you have access to all my information.  That’s not how this works.  I am not some police woman that can be bought.”
    “I think it was more than ‘just a moment.’  I think it was a whole lot more than that.  And I’m not trying to buy you, Sarah.  I’m only trying to help you solve a very high profile and important case.  Catching the right guy is important to both of us.”
    “Maybe,” I reply.
    “Did you read the file I left with you?” he continues asking questions.
    “I did.”
    “And what did you find?”
    I think long and hard about my next answer, “We may have found a lead.”
    “Good.  What is that lead?”
    “I can’t tell you that.”
    “If we are to solve this case, we need to work together Sarah.” 
    “Unless you’ve got a badge saying that you work for the New York City Police Department, I am not going to divulge that information to you.”
    “You are the sexiest woman I have ever met,” Nathan states off topic.
    “I don’t see how that is relevant to this conversation.”
    “It’s not,” Nathan replies, “But listening to your voice made me think of last night.  And that was the most wonderful night I have ever had.  You are beautiful.”
    I sigh, “Flattery will not get you the information that you’re after.”
    “That wasn’t the point of my statement.”
    “Sure,” I reply.
    “Is the witness your new lead?  He always seemed suspicious to me.”
    “You know the witness?”
    “I’ve had him followed, and I know enough about him to know that I don’t like him.  So, is he your new lead?”
    “Not exactly,” I respond.
    “There is something not right about the witness, Sarah.  I wasn’t there so I don’t know how they can place me at the scene.  The witness has to be lying.”
    “We’re not going after the witness.”
    There is a long pause as Nathan thinks about that declaration.
    “Who are you going after?” Nathan’s voice becomes firm.
    “You can work that out for yourself.  Think about your links to Mrs. Jackson.”
    And after that statement, I end the call.
     
     

 
    Chapter 11
     
    Chasing a Lead

 
     
     
     
    “Are you