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LincolnI’m exhausted. Ten straight days of double shifts with no end in sight. We have two dead women identified as known prostitutes and I’m worried there will be more. Standing from my desk, I stretch and try to alleviate the pain in my middle back from writing this damned report for more than three hours. My joints pop as I bend. I’m getting too old for this and I’m only thirty-two.If anyone told me when I signed up to catch bad guys that being a cop consisted of eighty percent report writing, ten percent putting up with political bullshit, and ten percent catching bad guys, I would have decided on tree trimming. I come from a long line of men in law enforcement and they omitted a few details about this job.I stare down at the words in my report from my standing position.Victim: Maddy HilcoxGender: femaleDate of Birth: 07/24/1993Age: 23Occupation: ProstitutionVictim: homicide, aggravated assault, sexual assaultNotes: ritualistic knife woundsI have another similar report
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LincolnShelby’s sigh is that of a half strangled cat this time. “I don’t want bail,” she grinds out with the stubborn set to her jaw returning. “I’m not leaving this delightful Disneyesque establishment.” She gestures around with a sweep of her arms. “I just need you to let Daisy out and feed him. If you do, I’ll owe you a favor. A huge favor.”A huge favor. That’s priceless. I might have taken her up on it before I knew she was a walking petri dish. I could have gotten past her crazy veneer and psychotic body humping dog but a man, especially a police officer must have a line they won’t cross. Prostitution is one of mine. If I’m ever so desperate I need to pay, I’ll cut my damn dick off. The longer I stare at her, the more trouble I have with the charge she’d booked in on. The woman in front of me makes the worst damn hooker I’ve ever seen.She’s dressed in jean shorts that are more modest than any prostitute wears and her rainbow tank top might shows off her well-endowed breasts be
Hotter Than Hell CHAPTER 150
LincolnI call the judge as soon as I have reception. He can’t make it in until the next morning so Shelby Ryan is stuck overnight in county lockup. I walk up to her front door, tip the flower pot on the front porch, and sure enough, there’s her key.We don’t live in the greatest neighborhood. Not that it’s high crime but the small Albuquerque suburb of duplex homes is also not crime free. A loud “Woof” comes from the other side of the door. I left my gun at home in case I’m tempted to shoot the dog. I use the key and push open the door with both arms ready to save my manhood. The interior is cool, stupid woman leaves her air running on high for a dog.One hundred and forty pounds of ugly mutt hits me as soon as I take a step inside. His tongue slathers my face and sure enough his curly haired body begins the writhing motion of a dog trying to increase the size of his pack.The first time I had an intimate encounter with Daisy, he almost took me to the ground during his sexual assault
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LincolnMy ringing cell phone jars me awake. I dig it out of my pocket and see it’s Kurtis from the medical examiner’s office. It’s a little after six in the morning.“Just got the tox back on your latest and its positive for ketamine.”“Fuck,” I whisper into my quiet house.“That was my response too. We knew from the wounds that we’re dealing with the same killer and this pretty much confirms it.”“Thanks, Kurtis.”“Sorry, Linc.”I lean back and prop my feet on the coffee table. “So am I, but like you said, we both knew what we were dealing with. I’ll have a sit down with my supervisor today and go from there.”“Let me know if you need something from me.”“Will do.” I yawn before disconnecting.My feet hit the floor and I walk to the kitchen and the coffee maker. I add the prerequisite amounts of water and coffee grounds, add about half as much more of the coffee, flip the switch, and hit the shower. I’m still exhausted but take little time under the cool water. I shave, try to ignor
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Lincoln“Stop manhandling me you Mickey Mouse megalomaniac. I can walk unassisted,” Shelby snarls.Where does she come up with this shit? “Not a chance. I’ll see you to the next door and then meet you at the side of the jail where they’ll release you.”“Into your custody? What exactly does that mean?”“It means that I’m responsible for you until the judge releases me of that responsibility. If you break the law, it’s on me. If you think for one moment I’m happy about this shit, you’re mistaken. I have a job to do and a big case to solve.”She stops walking. “Please tell me you’re looking into the madman who’s killing the prostitutes.”This surprises me because I’ve kept a tight lid on the similarities of the two homicides. Now that I’ve connected the cases, the media needs to step in and help get the word out. It’s a tricky situation. I can’t give too much away or I could blow my evidence and give every lunatic out there enough information to produce copycat murders. My supervisor wil
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LincolnI park at the curb in front of our unit. “You might not like it but I need your schedule.”Shelby opens her eyes and her head snaps in my direction. “You’re right, I don’t like it,” she grumbles.“Look, I’m working to stop this guy from killing someone else and now I’m saddled with you. You’re a grown woman and you should be able to monitor yourself. But, your uncle sees differently. We’ll make it easy. Take my cell number and text me your whereabouts throughout the day. I couldn’t care less what you do as long as you stay out of trouble, but it’s that or I put handcuffs on you and attach one end to something in your bathroom.”Her laugh tells me she doesn’t believe a word of my threat. “Does that line work on the bad guys you deal with?”I pinch the bridge of my nose in frustration. “What the hell do you want from me, Shelby?” I say wearily. “Please. Meet me halfway.”Her expression changes and my anger dissipates. “Was that so hard? Be nice and I’m more likely to follow your
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LincolnShe laughs and ignores my order. “You’re disappointed Daisy’s not appreciating your leg. Heel, Daisy,” she says with another laugh and walks the dog to my couch. “Down.” He lies at her feet like a perfect gentleman.Damn her. I’m too tired to fight and have absolutely no willpower at all when I remove the lid from the warm dish. It smells heavenly. “Sure you don’t want any?” I ask tiredly as I grab a fork and remove the first bite straight from the dish.She shakes her head, watching me. I carry the casserole over to the couch along with my beer. “Sorry, shit,” I say as I sit down and then quickly stand back up. “A drink—beer, water, soda?”“I’m good. Eat. You must be starving and exhausted.”I sit and dig in. “Yes, I’m exhausted,” I manage to get out after three bites. “This is delicious.”“My uncle Pat thinks so too. Of course hell will freeze over before I make it for him again.”“He should have recused himself at the hearing this morning,” I grumble.“I’m sure he will for
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LincolnAnother day of nothing. I hit the street and talked to every hooker I came across. There’s fear in their eyes. The local news stations released the story at noon. I hoped it would get the women talking, but they tell me little. I even had a sit-down with a sergeant in vice. The asshole didn’t approve of laying off the hookers for a short time so they wouldn’t be afraid to talk to me. I don’t have sergeant stripes, so all I could do was pass it to my supervisor so he could deal with Sergeant Dickhead’s supervisor.I don’t have a working partner at the moment because of our two-year hiring freeze, so I head to the ME’s office to speak with Kurtis. He has a level head, keeps his mouth shut, and works a lot of high-profile homicides.He’s walking out of the autopsy room when I open the outer door. His bloody gloves go into the hazard bin after he removes his goggles. “Hey, Linc, let me scrub and I’ll meet you in the break room.”“Deal. I’m in need of your spidey senses.” This gain
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