didn’t see you here. Leave now. I hope this isn’t the biggest mistake of my career, but I think I believe you. I’ll report not finding anyone on the scene this once. It goes against my better judgment, but don’t expect me to turn a blind eye in the future. This could cost me my job.”
Annie whispered thank you and was out the door. At Charlotte’s car, she sent a text to let her know she was waiting at her vehicle. We need to leave. I can’t do this right now .
They’d go to Uncle Buck’s the following night. Annie was afraid to be seen in public at this point. She was in enough trouble.
Chapter 14
When they pulled up to Uncle Buck’s the next evening , both Annie and Charlotte noticed the police car. Not many places were open off-season, so in this area they could be at Willie’s Steak and Pancake House or Uncle Buck’s. They could have easily just stopped in for a sandwich. Still, their curiosity was peaked. Had the cops come to the same conclusion…that they needed to hear more from Patsy’s son, Greg?
“Do you think?” Annie said, her hand’s wringing together. Her stomach knotted.
“Let’s go find out.” Together the women went inside.
One of the officers was sitting at the bar, eating a sandwich. Maybe he was just there for dinner. Or maybe he was watching the bartender, waiting for him to slip up. Charlotte led Annie to the bar and hopped up on one of the stools.
Greg walked over and glared at Annie. They obviously weren’t finished yet. Charlotte watched the way Greg reacted to her friend, then spoke. “If it’s not too much trouble, I’d like a beer, something on tap.”
“Diet soda,” Annie got out, and then looked away. She hated the way he glared at her. It made her uneasy. He knew she was snooping.
The cop looked up and noticed the stand-off going on. There was tension in the air. He nodded across the room to somebody. Another officer, a plainclothesman stood, and walked to the bar. “Greg, I’ll need you to come with me. I have some questions for you.”
Greg spun around and saw the man. The cop who was at the bar eating was now closing in on the other side of the bar. “We need to talk to you.”
Greg tried to play it off at first. “Sure, sure…” But the panic in his eyes said something else completely.
Trish walked into the bar, saw what was going on, and started to walk out.
“Trish,” Greg called out. “Come back. Help me.”
Another officer was walking through the door, forcing Trish back a few steps. He spoke loudly and clearly. “We’re going to have to ask everybody to leave the premises at this time. You can settle your bills at the counter on the way out, and get your dinners packaged to go.”
What was going on?
Speaking to Greg, he said, “We have a warrant to search both your home and workplace. Until we’ve given the okay, you’ll both remain in custody.” It was Officer Rossi. Did they find his footprint, like Annie had suggested?
“Wait? What? What do I have to do with this?” Trish rebutted, annoyed she was part of this.
Greg slipped. “Seriously? You’re the reason all of this happened. If it wasn’t for you…” The confession started to slip.
“Greg,” she turned and glared. “Shut your mouth, now. Don’t try to pin this on me. You’re the one that poisoned your mother.”
Everyone turned to look at Greg. He broke down crying. “You don’t understand. She had terminal brain cancer. I didn’t want her to suffer. It seemed like the right thing to do.” He sobbed as the officer put handcuffs on him. “ I love you, Trish. How could you betray me like this?”
“Love me? Are you kidding me? I was only using you. Did you really think I could love someone who would kill their own mother? You wasted my time, you couldn’t even secure the insurance,” Trish snorted.
Everyone stood stunned as the lover’s confessions fell to the floor. Trish had made an imprint of Annie’s key when she was busy with a client
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