weren’t able to gather any useful evidence at the scene, but she never heard from him again. In fact no one has for almost three years, until you got your first contact from him.”
Sgt. Gale finally stopped talking and glared at Kara. “Still think it was a good idea to keep this to yourself? Still think it’s not a big deal?”
Kara felt sick to her stomach. She tried not to show her feelings on her face. Instead she shoved them aside and went on the offensive. “You mentioned Tiffany’s boyfriend, the one who disappeared. Did any of the rest of them have boyfriends?”
Sgt. Gale’s eyebrows shot up. Grudgingly, she said, “That’s where this gets interesting. Amber, the first victim, didn’t have a boyfriend. Cassie, the third victim did have a boyfriend, but he was arrested the day before she was assaulted. He was eventually convicted of burglary and is still in prison. Margaret did have a boyfriend, but he had an accident at work the day before she received her tenth contact and ended up losing his job and eventually moving out of state.”
“What kind of an accident?”
“He worked in a dry cleaning shop. The steam valve on his machine exploded and burned him. There were signs of sabotage so the owner blamed him, saying he was trying to go out on Workmen’s Comp.”
Kara’s thoughts swirled and twirled with all the information. She glanced down at the long table and wondered if Sgt. Gale would let her sift through the reports, notes, pictures, and other evidence. A glance up at Sgt. Gale’s face showed that the sergeant knew what she was thinking and the answer was no way .
Kara sighed in defeat. “What now?” she asked.
“Now, you come to me the second you have another incident. Now, you go to work and you stay out of my way. Now, you keep your eyes and your ears open and get back to me with anything that happens no matter how small. I can’t find this guy with no evidence.”
Kara looked down at the two long tables spread with paperwork. “It looks like you can’t find him with evidence either.”
Sgt. Gale stared at her, her eyes flat and dead. Then she pulled her phone out of her pocket and dialed a number, her eyes flashing angrily. Kara could hear a ringing sound. Her arms and legs felt shaky. Why had she said that?
Someone must’ve picked up on the line because Sgt. Gale started speaking. “Let me talk to the chief.”
Great, I fucked up now, Kara thought. She wasn’t sticking around for this. She opened her mouth and tried to force words out. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to … I have to get to work,” she stammered halfheartedly. Then she turned on her heel and fled.
Chapter 7
Kara woke up the next morning, not sure how she had escaped the day before without getting chewed out by the chief. Neither Sgt. Gale nor the chief had tried to catch her during her busy shift. Today was Saturday so even if Sgt. Gale was working, that meant the chief was taking the day off. She checked her phone and breathed a sigh of relief when there were no messages. No creepy guys hanging around her house and no bosses chewing her ass. And tonight she had a date ! Excitement rippled through her at the thought. She jumped out of bed and started her day, determined to get all of her errands out of the way early so she could properly prepare for it. She hadn’t been on a date in forever and she wanted to look nice.
Duke pushed up from his dog bed and followed her into the kitchen, hoping for a treat. She broke off little pieces of her breakfast sandwich and fed it to him under the table like a child. She didn’t care if he begged as long as he did it with good manners. Sitting under the table quietly and waiting was good manners in her book. Her mind quickly ran over the shift the night before. Joe had been waiting for her when she came out of Sgt. Gale’s office and had immediately asked what the guy had wanted the night before. When she told him, his eyebrows drew down
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