Dani Alexander Shattered Glass

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.I shrugged off the insult and moved my hand off the mouthpiece. Describeher. Which one? There s more than one? Yup.One says she s Rosafa Strakosha.No ID. Of course Rosa had a WitSecname that she was not going to flash to random cops.I didn t interrupt with thatinformation though. 5 9 or 5 10.Black hair, brown eyes.Early forties.115 lbs.Theother has I.D.Zhavra Dyachenko& He paused. Sir, the FBI is with them.I mayhave to let them through when he s out of surgery.My head was spinning.Peter s mother? Go ahead and Mister Glass, a heavily accented, stern voice said into the phone.I hung up in horror.The phone rang again a moment later.I turned it off. So& we were& the drugs& I cleared my throat. An hour until they find a way toget the info out of him.Will we be ready?Luis nodded and gave me a sideways squint. We ll be ready.Are you flakingShattered Glass 319out? Detective, Darryl said gently.I avoided Luis by turning to Darryl. What? I know where he hid it.Never Ending Story You know? I asked. Or you think you know? Because if you re wrong& I m pretty sure. He nodded. No, I m positive.Last year Joe found an X tab.He went ballistic and searched Cai s room.I mean seriously searched.Cai comesin right in the middle of it, and then they have a blowout.Cai takes off. Does this story end? I asked. Ever? I m explaining so maybe you can make up your mind, dickwad! Rabbit hadto skip classes to find him.Cai finally picks up his cell phone after forever, andRabbit said that they d work out a lock for his room.Because Rabbit felt guilty cause the tab was his. That s it? In his room? I need more than My point, dickwad, was that Rabbit couldn t get Joe to agree to a lock on hisdoor.So he bought this crappy little safe where Cai could hide well, whateverhe was hiding.How I went from prettyboy to dickwad in a week was a mystery. Where? Iasked, leaving out the obvious question of why Peter would give a kid who wasusing drugs, a place to hide them.Darryl shrugged. His room somewhere. Which is toast, Luis pointed out. Metal? Yeah.With one of those dial thingies. Not a lot to hang our hopes on, Glass.I thought about fire and water damage. If it s a weapon in there, we re good.I should have taken Cai up on the tour of his room so we d know where to findthis thing. Cai invited you to his room? Darryl asked.320 Dani Alexander Yeah.He said he had some painting he wanted to show me. Weird. Second time you ve used that today with regards to the kid.Not that I mdisagreeing.Weird doesn t begin to describe him. Cai s pretty shy.Plus, you re a cop.It s weird. Cai was not shy that day.I guarantee you.And this might be a shocker, butsome people like me. Who? Luis asked. Cats, or mangy creatures formally known as cats. That s about right, Luis said, lifting his phone to his ear.Popularity is OverratedLuis and I both checked our guns while we waited near the burnt wreckageof Joe s townhome.Waiting was always the hardest part of being a cop.Waitingfor warrants.Waiting for information.Waiting for unobserved access.Waitingfor fire marshals. Hey, Luis? What? He switched his badge to a neck chain and fitted it over his bulletproofvest. I ll take the bullet this time.Luis sat back and put his elbow over the center of our seat, his finger pointingdirectly at me. Remember a few months back, when we stopped at that bodega Never mind.Forget I said anything. I interrupted, quickly trying to fix mybadge to my neck chain and tuck it into my shirt. and you bought the coffee We should get going. but the lid popped off and you spilled it? Have you called the captain again? You jumped around in the car and unbuckled your pants. Let s talk about Shattered Glass 321 Screaming to get you to the emergency room. You were really reckless, by the way. Only it turned out they mistakenly gave you ice coffee. Ice can burn, Luis. Hey! Darryl said. Remember that time, he kicked my seat, two assholecops sat in their car telling stories while more asshole cops tortured my henearly knocked my seat out of its bucket with the next kick, brother?Luis and I both looked at Darryl then each other.My partner jerked his thumbat the back seat and pursed his lips. I like him. More than me? I like everyone more than you. Why do people keep saying that to me? Want a list? Darryl said. Why is he still here? Luis asked. Because, Luis, if we don t keep him in the car behind locked doors, he ll dosomething stupid.Like wade through the wreckage of Joe s house before thefire marshal has declared it safe.Then he d probably do something even morestupid, like bargain with the kidnappers. Too damn right I will.It s more than what you re doing! What he doesn t realize is that once they have the items, they have no usefor witnesses.Plus, and this is why cops are better at kidnapping cases than, say,bartenders cops realize that bad guys might be watching the house, waitingfor an unprotected Tinkerbelle wearing a glow-in-the-dark, neon pink hoodie tolead them directly to what they want [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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