didn’t .”
Understanding sounded the same in every language. Jon smiled. “I won’t tell if you won’t. How do you know anyway?”
“Cause I’m looking at your friggin’ car outside of her friggin‘ apartment, that’s why. Get your ass dressed and down here right now. We’ve got another crime scene.”
Jon showered, dressed, raided Cory’s fridge and then waited for her to do the same. It wasn’t but half an hour before the pair of them were decent enough to be seen in public. Jon left the apartment first, noticing that Louis was waiting impatiently near his truck. By the time he was walking up to him, Cory was easing out of her apartment and locking the door behind her.
“You really should answer your phone when someone calls it.”
Louis’ face was business disguised as a lion ready to take that final swipe at the gazelle. Pissed off would have been an understatement for him.
“Fill me in. Why are you here if there’s a crime scene to investigate? Where‘s Travis?”
Louis’ face flashed a heated glare before his eyes flitted to Cory and then back to Jon.
He said, “Early this morning, the superintendent of this apartment complex decided to pay a visit to one of his tenants since the tenant was a week past due on her rent. He noticed a smell coming out of the apartment, and curious, he opened the door. He not only discovered why his tenant was late on the rent, but that she’d had a girlfriend with her to keep her company as they both decomposed.”
Louis looked away from Jon before he continued, “As we were processing the scene, waiting on the coroner to arrive, we were kindly removed by some dingle berries from Hadley City who told us that the case was now theirs. All I can guess is that someone called them in, most likely that ass mayor of ours.”
Jon frowned. There was something Louis was gliding over. He could understand that the discovery of three murdered women in a small town might be big enough news that the Mayor’s panties might get bunched so much he’d call in help, but that wasn’t what had caused the excited near panicked tone in Louis’ voice. Jon asked, “What aren’t you telling me?”
Again, Louis glanced at Cory, possibly to make sure she was listening, and then he directed his eyes to Jon. He replied, his voice hollow, “Man, your brother’s been arrested as a suspect.”
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In Louis’ cruiser, headed toward the station, Jon’s anger could barely remain contained within the cab of the vehicle.
“What the hell do they mean by arresting him?” Jon said as he slammed his hand down on the steering wheel.
Louis sighed as he looked out of the window of the cruiser and watched as Collie flew by in a rush of election posts and hand-painted advertisements.
Louis answered, “They found out that Travis had a previous relationship with at least two of the victims. They arrested him because he’s the only connection there seems to be between them, since none of those women seemed to have known each other. The third victim is unidentified.”
Jon growled a foul expletive underneath his breath. “I told him that dogging around was going to get him into trouble, that idiot. Were they all strangled?”
Louis shook his head. “The two women in the apartment had been shot point blank in the chest. There wasn’t a sign of forced entry, no sign of a struggle insid e it was as if those ladies hopped in front of the gun and asked to be done in.”
“How long before the good ole’ boys showed