you drop by with little brown paper bags, itâs a clue.â
âA sort of official case, and another case that isnât official at all. So Iâm really just asking for a favor.â
âWho, you?â
âCanât tell you the details.â
âDonât want to know. Ruins my objectivity and reinforces my basic belief that everybodyâs guilty.â
âOkay. One Fresca can I fished out of the trash the other day. One Raggedy Ann note and envelope, donât laugh. Prints on the envelope. Could be from my damn landlord, whose prints you have in the database for exclusionary reasons, since heâs touched stuff in the past. I didnât mess with the note, and the sender isnât really in doubt, but Iâd like these items checked, including DNA under the envelopeâs flap and on the Fresca can, if you can beg, borrow, and steal from your DNA pals. Weâve also got a candle and a bottle of wine, a very nice pinot, may have my prints on it. Maybe the lady in the wineshop, whose prints will also be in the database for exclusionary reasons, since sheâs also a cop. Iâve got photographs of shoe impressions, and the nine-mil cartridge I used for a scale. Didnât have a ruler handy, sorry.â
âAnd what is it you want me to do with these shoe impressions?â
âHang on to them for now, in case we recover something to compare them with.â Such as his pair of stolen Prada shoes, should they ever surface.
âFinally,â he says, âthereâs the packaging from a disposable camera.â
âWeâve gotten in a number of them of late from different departments, all Middlesex County.â
âI know, and the cops think you canât be bothered.â
âI really canât be bothered,â she says. âTheir crime scene guys havenât found anything on them, and send them in anyway, in hopes we have a magic wand, I guess. Maybe they watch too much TV.â
âYou talking about the FRONTâs crime scene guys?â
âProbably,â she says.
âWell, that would be one guy, whoâs a woman, and she doesnât believe in magic wands,â Win says. âAnd since my disposable camera package is the same kind as the ones youâve already gotten, how about we make them a priority, a do-it-now sort of thing. And I have an idea.â
âWhenever you come in here with your trick-or-treat bags, itâs a do-it-now sort of thing, and you always have ideas.â
âWhat would you expect a copper thief to have all over his person, including his hands?â Win asks.
âDirt. Since heâs probably touching dirty old oxidized gutters, roofing materials, all kinds of crap at construction sites . . .â
âForget dirt. Iâm talking about what might not be visible,â Win says. âIâm talking microscopic.â
âYou want to examine these damn camera boxes under a microscope?â
âNo,â he says. âLuminol. I want you to check as if youâre looking for blood.â
Â
Â
Â
Heâs ordering an iced coffee at Starbucks when he feels somebody behind him. Glances around. Cal Tradd.
At least he has the decency not to strike up a conversation in a public place. Win pays, grabs napkins, a straw, heads outside and waits by his car, waits for an overdue confrontation. In a few minutes, Cal appears, sipping one of those coffee drinks that looks like an ice-cream sundae. Piled high with whipped cream, chocolate, a cherry on top.
âYou following me?â Win asks. âBecause Iâm feeling followed.â
âIâm that obvious, huh?â Licking whipped cream, wearing nice sunglasses. Maui Jimâs, about three hundred bucks. âActually, I was heading to the police department. Probably just like you are. Otherwise, I donât think youâd be jarring your already jangled nerves with several shots of espresso at
Iris Johansen
Jeffrey Siger
S. A. Swann
Tekla Dennison Miller
Lindsay McKenna
Qiu Xiaolong
Barry Jonsberg
Max Hastings
Fiona Garland
Blayne Cooper