Chapter 1 #2
“That depends.” His eyes narrowed on my purse, his bushy gray eyebrows coming together.
I reached inside the handbag and retrieved a pack of licorice. “How’d I do?”
He shrugged, staring at the Twizzlers as I set them on his desk and took one of the guest chairs. In my previous visits, I’d brought along Twix, Snickers and M none had noticed me walking toward the exit.
Two of the men were practically buzzing.
Mouths moved fast as one talked over the other.
Hand gestures flew. The third officer stood with his arms wrapped around his chest, his face pale as he shifted from foot to foot.
My heart raced as I found the nearest exit door and pushed outside. When the sunshine hit my face, I flew into motion, running for my car.
“Shit.” My fingers fumbled to hit the ignition button and put the car in reverse. “I knew it!”
My hands shook as I gunned the engine for the street, checking my rearview mirror to make sure the cops weren’t behind me.
“Think, Bryce. What’s the plan?” I had no idea where the murder had happened so I couldn’t show up at the scene of the crime. I could wait around and follow the cops, but they’d shut me out before I saw a thing. So what else was there?
Be an eyewitness to Draven’s arrest. Bingo.
It was a risk, going to the garage and not waiting around to follow the cops to the murder scene. Hell, Draven might not even be at the garage. But if I was going to gamble, it was my best chance at a scoop. I could learn more about the murder itself from those blessed press sheets.
Yes, if my luck held, I’d be standing front and center when Draven got hauled off to jail.
Hopefully Dash would be there too. Maybe he’d be caught by surprise just enough that I’d get a glimpse at him during a moment of weakness.
I’d learn something that would help me uncover the secrets hidden behind his ridiculously handsome face.
I smiled over the steering wheel.
Time for that oil change.