took a deep breath trying to work up the nerve to go back into his bedroom and tell Camille what happened.
Camille sat in the living room in front of the fireplace. She was still stunned by the news of her housekeeper’s death. She watched Dillon pace back and forth while he spoke on his cell phone. Daniel was nursing a cup of coffee and Butch was in Dillon’s office. She jumped when she heard the doorbell ring; Daniel got up and answered the door. When he came back, he had two men in tow. One was the chief she’d seen him at some of the functions she had been attending lately. He was a tall man with salt and pepper hair and for a man of almost sixty he was in great shape, his hazel eyes always seemed to know too much. The other man was much shorter and younger, she had seen him around he had been a year ahead of her in high school. He made her uncomfortable back then. That feeling hadn’t changed; he still made her feel uncomfortable.
Dillon ended his call when he saw the two men enter the living room. Butch was now standing in the doorway with his arms folded over his chest.
“Dillon, I am not going to pretend you don’t already know why I’m here. We will discuss what’s been going on later. Right now, I need to speak with Miss. Elliott alone.” Dillon stepped forward and the short stocky man shadowed his movement. “I’m sorry Chief that’s not going to happen, you’re welcome to speak with Camille but we aren’t going anywhere.” The Chief sized up the situation and realized he needed information so he would have to play nice. He had known all of them for years; He’d worked with them on some high profile cases. He respected them all and he would rather not get into a pissing contest with them. His deputy stepped up to Dillon and got right in his face. This was hard to do, since Dillon had him by eight inches.
“We can do this here or we can take Camille down to the station.” Dillon was about to get up close and personal when Chief Morgan stepped in between the two men. “That’s enough Mason stand down, I’ve know these men since I took over this office and I don’t think you really want to take them on.” Mason didn’t back down right away, he was still sizing Dillon up. He hadn’t missed the fact that Butch and Daniel had taken up positions next to Dillon. He could take Dillon but he had enough sense to know he definitely could not take them all on. Therefore, he stepped back.
“Miss. Elliott I am real sorry to have to bother so late, but we haven’t seen anything like what happened to Mrs. Bishop around here before. Can you tell me what’s going on? It’s come to my attention that you were involved in the incident at the hospital yesterday. The deputy stepped forward getting much too close to Camille. “Listen Camille you need to answer the chief, I have my doubts that you are just an innocent bystander in all this to begin with.”
Dillon grabbed the deputy by his arm and hauled him away from Camille, while Chief Morgan just shook his head. Dillon was in his face now. “I really don’t give a shit that you’re wearing a badge, if you ever talk to her like that again I will personally gut you like a fish. And further more she is Miss. Elliott to you. The Chief said stand down, so I suggest you stand the fuck down.” he said through gritted teeth. His control was quickly fading. The deputy had been all puffed up and ready for a fight when he came in, but now that he saw murder in Dillon’s eyes he didn’t seem as cocky as before. He stared at Dillon but he did not utter another word. Dillon nodded in the Chiefs direction. The Chief knew Dillon’s patience was at an end he would have to get this over with soon.
Camille do you know why someone would kill Mrs. Bishop? he asked. Camille was still reeling from all the testosterone in the room. She pulled herself together quickly. “No, I have no idea why someone would want to harm Mrs. Bishop. She was a
Camille sat in the living room in front of the fireplace. She was still stunned by the news of her housekeeper’s death. She watched Dillon pace back and forth while he spoke on his cell phone. Daniel was nursing a cup of coffee and Butch was in Dillon’s office. She jumped when she heard the doorbell ring; Daniel got up and answered the door. When he came back, he had two men in tow. One was the chief she’d seen him at some of the functions she had been attending lately. He was a tall man with salt and pepper hair and for a man of almost sixty he was in great shape, his hazel eyes always seemed to know too much. The other man was much shorter and younger, she had seen him around he had been a year ahead of her in high school. He made her uncomfortable back then. That feeling hadn’t changed; he still made her feel uncomfortable.
Dillon ended his call when he saw the two men enter the living room. Butch was now standing in the doorway with his arms folded over his chest.
“Dillon, I am not going to pretend you don’t already know why I’m here. We will discuss what’s been going on later. Right now, I need to speak with Miss. Elliott alone.” Dillon stepped forward and the short stocky man shadowed his movement. “I’m sorry Chief that’s not going to happen, you’re welcome to speak with Camille but we aren’t going anywhere.” The Chief sized up the situation and realized he needed information so he would have to play nice. He had known all of them for years; He’d worked with them on some high profile cases. He respected them all and he would rather not get into a pissing contest with them. His deputy stepped up to Dillon and got right in his face. This was hard to do, since Dillon had him by eight inches.
“We can do this here or we can take Camille down to the station.” Dillon was about to get up close and personal when Chief Morgan stepped in between the two men. “That’s enough Mason stand down, I’ve know these men since I took over this office and I don’t think you really want to take them on.” Mason didn’t back down right away, he was still sizing Dillon up. He hadn’t missed the fact that Butch and Daniel had taken up positions next to Dillon. He could take Dillon but he had enough sense to know he definitely could not take them all on. Therefore, he stepped back.
“Miss. Elliott I am real sorry to have to bother so late, but we haven’t seen anything like what happened to Mrs. Bishop around here before. Can you tell me what’s going on? It’s come to my attention that you were involved in the incident at the hospital yesterday. The deputy stepped forward getting much too close to Camille. “Listen Camille you need to answer the chief, I have my doubts that you are just an innocent bystander in all this to begin with.”
Dillon grabbed the deputy by his arm and hauled him away from Camille, while Chief Morgan just shook his head. Dillon was in his face now. “I really don’t give a shit that you’re wearing a badge, if you ever talk to her like that again I will personally gut you like a fish. And further more she is Miss. Elliott to you. The Chief said stand down, so I suggest you stand the fuck down.” he said through gritted teeth. His control was quickly fading. The deputy had been all puffed up and ready for a fight when he came in, but now that he saw murder in Dillon’s eyes he didn’t seem as cocky as before. He stared at Dillon but he did not utter another word. Dillon nodded in the Chiefs direction. The Chief knew Dillon’s patience was at an end he would have to get this over with soon.
Camille do you know why someone would kill Mrs. Bishop? he asked. Camille was still reeling from all the testosterone in the room. She pulled herself together quickly. “No, I have no idea why someone would want to harm Mrs. Bishop. She was a
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