Dealing With the Dead by Toni Griffin Page A

my partner Detective Nelson."
    "Good morning, Detectives. Call me Jayden, God knows I'm no sir." Daniels smiled briefly but Nelson's face didn't even twitch.

"What can you tell me about the events that took place last night in Bayview?" Detective Daniels asked.
    Jayden took a deep breath before he re-told the story of how he had been walking when he tripped, fell, and started bleeding. He told of how shocked he was when his powers started to investigate the area searching for the dead, and how he had felt the connection with six dead women before the front door to the house he had been standing in front of opened.
    Noah had no idea how the hell his mate was still alive after being shot at for what sounded like a half a dozen times. To walk away from something like that with only a gunshot wound to the arm was pretty amazing if you asked him.
    "Just to clarify, you didn't set out that night to cause mischief with your little trick?" Detective Nelson asked with a slight sneer.
    "Seriously?" Jayden and Noah asked at the same time.
    "Dude, you know nothing about me, therefore you know nothing about my powers. Why the hell would I go strolling around suburban Bayview looking for dead people to raise? If I wanted to do that don't you think a cemetery would be the likely place to start not the 'burbs?"

Noah couldn't blame Jayden for being pissed. That had to be one of the all-time most stupid questions he'd heard asked.
    "Well, just look at you. You have punk written all over you. It's a fair assumption that you were out looking for trouble."
    "Okay, I'm not talking to him any longer," Jayden said to Detective Daniels. Even Detective Daniels was looking at Nelson with exasperation on his face.
    "Understandable, Sir."
    "I thought I told you it was Jayden?"
    Detective Daniels chuckled. "So, Jayden, did you get a good look at the guys? Do you think you could pick them out of a line-up?"
    "Yeah, I did. Before the guns came out, I got a pretty good look at the pair as they were standing in the front door of the house with a light shining right above them. Did you guys find the house last night?"
    "Yes, we did. We had a half a dozen calls come in last night all from neighbours, some reporting shots fired and others reporting seeing ghosts. Let me tell you the switchboard wasn't a hundred per cent sure what to make of the second report."
    Jayden laughed then groaned.

"A team was sent in and after your brothers laid those women to rest all six bodies were recovered from the backyard. They were also holding a young woman, Amanda Seymour, in one of the rooms, handcuffed to the bed. She's currently in another hospital room with guards posted."
    "Please tell me you caught those sick bastards,"
    Noah said, unable to imagine the horrors those poor women had gone through.
    "We apprehended Bruce Dexley last night; the idiot was still hanging around the house when we arrived on scene. However, his partner in crime is still missing."
    "Do you have any idea who it is?" Jayden asked quietly. Noah didn't like the idea of the man who had tried to kill his mate still being free.
    "Yes, we know who it is as all his identification was still at the house. We have units out looking for him but, so far, no luck. We'll need you to come down to the station when you're able to make a formal statement and identify the man from the house through a line-up if you're up for it."
    Noah watched as Jayden nodded his agreement.
    "I'm sorry for everything you went through last night, but I can't begin to tell you how good it is to have

finally got a break in this case. This has been an ongoing investigation for more than six months with very few clues.
    We were hoping the stories we've been running in the papers would help jog someone's memories of something they might have seen, but they all turned into dead ends.
    "Thank you for your cooperation. Here's my business card with your case number on the back. Give me a call when you're better and we can arrange a time