Chapter Six Hundred and Fifty-six - Early morning visit
Chapter Six Hundred and Fifty-seven - What the Evil Wizard wants... (part one)

Chapter Six Hundred and Fifty-six - Early morning visit (part six)

CHAPTER SIX HUNDRED and FIFTY-SIX

(part six)

“Even though there have been no cold cases attached to this property since prior to their occupancy and ownership?” Samantha asked.

Detective Stone gave Samantha a steely look.

“It’s a simple question,” Samantha said. “You look at any of these people and what you’ll find is an abused child who did the best they could in their situations, who has grown into a functioning member of society. You want to hold their abuse against these children?”

Detective Stone never flinched. Samantha shrugged.

“Good luck with your contest,” Samantha said. “Given that none of this has anything to do with my clients, I’m going to recommend that they not let you inside.”

“We’ve already been inside,” Detective Karowski grinned.

“I’m revoking your access,” Samantha said in a stern voice. “Good day, detectives. You can see yourselves out.”

Samantha threaded her arm through Jacob’s elbow and encouraged him toward the back door.

“We’ll just stay here,” Detective Stone said.

Jacob opened the back door and whistled.

“Shit,” Detective Karowski said.

“What?” Detective Stone asked.

“He called his crazy dogs,” Detective Karowski said.

The detectives ran out of the back yard and down the driveway. The dogs nearly caught them at the fence, but the detectives managed to make it though. Once on the other side, the dogs headed back to the backyard.

“You fucked that up,” Detective Karowski said as they got into their vehicle.

“How did I fuck that up?” Detective Stone asked. “I’m going to call for a warrant. We’ll take that house apart room by room.”

“No,” Detective Karowski said. “You won’t.”

“Why’s that?” Detective Stone asked.

“In the first place, you won’t get a warrant,” Detective Karowski said.

“Why’s that?” Detective Stone asked.

“Because they haven’t done anything,” Detective Karowski said. “And their lawyer is Samantha Hargreaves. There’s no way she’s going to let a warrant slip by her.”

Detective Stone started the vehicle and they drove to the intersection of Race Street and Colfax Boulevard.

“What’s your beef with them?” Detective Karowski asked.

“What do you mean?” Detective Stone asked.

“You wanted to come here,” Detective Karowski said. “You have to know that you were a complete asshole in there.”

“I was stating facts,” Detective Stone said.

“No, You were talking about crimes committed when these adults were children,” Detective Karowski said. “Any jury is going to see them as abused children whose crimes were a long time ago. Why are you so zealous here?”

Detective Stone sniffed.

“Fine, don’t tell me,” Detective Karowski said. “But you’d better be prepared for the lieutenant to ask you.”

“Why’s that?” Detective Stone asked.

“Because if I know Samantha Hargreaves — and I went all the way through Catholic school with her — she’s talking to him right now,” Detective Karowski said. “You ever notice that tattoo on the lieutenant’s wrist?”

“I asked him about it once,” Detective Stone said. “He didn’t answer. Some military thing.”

“It means that he’s owned by the Hargreaves,” Detective Karowski said. “What do you think he’s saying to Samantha Hargreaves?”

“No idea.” Detective Stone shook her head.

“More than all of this,” Detective Karowski said. “Samantha was right. They invited us to breakfast, no questions asked, even after you were an asshole to Blane. You know what Blane’s doing right now?”

He continued when Detective Stone did say anything.

“He’s running an acupuncture clinic,” Detective Karowski said. “On the weekends, Blane and a couple of medical docs see indigent people, mostly elderly, and people with long haul Covid. You think that your petty jealousy, or whatever is going on with you, will stand up to that?”

Detective Stone didn’t respond. Lost in their own thoughts, they drove to the station in silence.

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