Whiskey, You're The Devil: An Addison Holmes Mystery (Addison Holmes Mysteries Book 4) by Liliana Hart Page A
Authors: Liliana Hart
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should’ve stayed with the task force and your serial killer. Things are pretty crazy around here.”
He pulled the car into the parking lot to the side of the police academy. My SUV sat alone in the back of the lot.”
“Okay, I’ve got a plan,” he said.
Just hearing him say that made me feel about a million times better. I could almost be competent when I worked with Savage. Though every time I worked with Savage I usually ended up in more trouble than I started. He was a magnet for trouble.
“I could get in serious trouble for this because the information is classified, but I want you to be aware. God knows you won’t listen if I tell you to stay away from him.”
“Hey! I listen,” I said indignantly. “Sometimes.”
“Uh huh. Kyle has been under investigation for almost five years for ethics violations. He’s a smart guy, and it’s been hell to pin him down. We’ve had undercover agents who’ve been in place on his staff for the past couple of years, and it’s not going to be long before major shit goes down. You don’t want to be caught in those crosshairs. Believe me.”
I felt like I was having an out of body experience. “Are you sure? I’ve known this man since I was born. He was one of my dad’s oldest friends. He brought me a porcelain doll back from Austria for cripes sake.”
“Oh, well then, I’ll tell them to call off the investigation.”
I rolled my eyes at his sarcasm. I don’t know why I always found that trait so attractive in men—unless they were using it on me—then it wasn’t so attractive anymore.
“Very funny. I just can’t see the man I know as someone who could be guilty of those things.”
“People do bad shit for a lot of reasons,” Savage said, shrugging. “And there’s a big difference as to the perception you got of him as a child versus how you’d see him now. You said so yourself that you haven’t seen him in years. People change.”
Something in his voice had me looking at him a little closer. His expression was guarded and his focus intent on the road. And then he grinned and the moment was over.
“Let me do some digging around tonight. I’ll pick you up at the office in the morning and fill you in.”
I felt like something had shifted during our time in the car together, but I wasn’t sure what or how it would affect us in the future. I gave my sundae a sad glance and wished I’d thought to get a second, and then I hefted my bag and got out of the truck.
Savage waited until I got in my car before he drove away, and I started it up and put it in reverse. My phone rang and I put the car back in park, wondering what else could possibly happen today. I wasn’t sure how much more I could fit in before I decided to go back to Phoebe’s and ask for more drugs.
One day I’m going to learn to stop asking what else can happen. I didn’t recognize the number on the caller ID, but it was a local area code so I answered.
“Hello?”
I could barely hear the person on the other end of the line and I had to ask them to repeat themselves.
“Addison, it’s me. Rosemarie.”
“Why are you whispering?”
“Because I don’t want Detective Jacoby to overhear our conversation. He took my emergency pack of M&Ms out of my purse. Can you believe the gall of that man? Just snatched em’ right out and now he’s eating them out in the hallway. I was saving them for the zombie apocalypse. I saw the tip on Doomsday Preppers. It’s always important to keep a snack on you at all times in case the zombies invade and you’re nowhere near your go pack. It’ll sustain you until you make it to your stash.”
“Rosemarie, I’m confused. Is Savannah being invaded by zombies?” My head was starting to pound and I rubbed the spot between my eyes.
“Not that I’ve heard, but they don’t have a T.V. at the jail, so I’m not up on my current events.”
My stomach flipped and I banged my head against the steering wheel once before resting it there.
He pulled the car into the parking lot to the side of the police academy. My SUV sat alone in the back of the lot.”
“Okay, I’ve got a plan,” he said.
Just hearing him say that made me feel about a million times better. I could almost be competent when I worked with Savage. Though every time I worked with Savage I usually ended up in more trouble than I started. He was a magnet for trouble.
“I could get in serious trouble for this because the information is classified, but I want you to be aware. God knows you won’t listen if I tell you to stay away from him.”
“Hey! I listen,” I said indignantly. “Sometimes.”
“Uh huh. Kyle has been under investigation for almost five years for ethics violations. He’s a smart guy, and it’s been hell to pin him down. We’ve had undercover agents who’ve been in place on his staff for the past couple of years, and it’s not going to be long before major shit goes down. You don’t want to be caught in those crosshairs. Believe me.”
I felt like I was having an out of body experience. “Are you sure? I’ve known this man since I was born. He was one of my dad’s oldest friends. He brought me a porcelain doll back from Austria for cripes sake.”
“Oh, well then, I’ll tell them to call off the investigation.”
I rolled my eyes at his sarcasm. I don’t know why I always found that trait so attractive in men—unless they were using it on me—then it wasn’t so attractive anymore.
“Very funny. I just can’t see the man I know as someone who could be guilty of those things.”
“People do bad shit for a lot of reasons,” Savage said, shrugging. “And there’s a big difference as to the perception you got of him as a child versus how you’d see him now. You said so yourself that you haven’t seen him in years. People change.”
Something in his voice had me looking at him a little closer. His expression was guarded and his focus intent on the road. And then he grinned and the moment was over.
“Let me do some digging around tonight. I’ll pick you up at the office in the morning and fill you in.”
I felt like something had shifted during our time in the car together, but I wasn’t sure what or how it would affect us in the future. I gave my sundae a sad glance and wished I’d thought to get a second, and then I hefted my bag and got out of the truck.
Savage waited until I got in my car before he drove away, and I started it up and put it in reverse. My phone rang and I put the car back in park, wondering what else could possibly happen today. I wasn’t sure how much more I could fit in before I decided to go back to Phoebe’s and ask for more drugs.
One day I’m going to learn to stop asking what else can happen. I didn’t recognize the number on the caller ID, but it was a local area code so I answered.
“Hello?”
I could barely hear the person on the other end of the line and I had to ask them to repeat themselves.
“Addison, it’s me. Rosemarie.”
“Why are you whispering?”
“Because I don’t want Detective Jacoby to overhear our conversation. He took my emergency pack of M&Ms out of my purse. Can you believe the gall of that man? Just snatched em’ right out and now he’s eating them out in the hallway. I was saving them for the zombie apocalypse. I saw the tip on Doomsday Preppers. It’s always important to keep a snack on you at all times in case the zombies invade and you’re nowhere near your go pack. It’ll sustain you until you make it to your stash.”
“Rosemarie, I’m confused. Is Savannah being invaded by zombies?” My head was starting to pound and I rubbed the spot between my eyes.
“Not that I’ve heard, but they don’t have a T.V. at the jail, so I’m not up on my current events.”
My stomach flipped and I banged my head against the steering wheel once before resting it there.
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