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the barbecue I didn’t know how to react. I am so
sorry for what has happened.”
We both stood silently and the seconds
ticked by at an agonizingly slow pace.
“This is your fault,” Ramos accused. “If it
hadn’t been for you, this would never have happened.”
A part of me wanted to defend myself, but
the look in Ramos’s eyes were those of someone who was not going to listen to
reason. Anything that I had to say in my defense was just going to add fuel to
the fire.
“You are surrounded by death. It was only a
matter of time before we got caught up in it.”
I stayed silent, concentrating on the floor
in front of me.
“I know Jolena had her problems but this
shouldn’t have happened to her.”
“I’m sorry,” I said quietly.
“That doesn’t help me,” said Ramos.
“I know.”
“They said you tried to save her.”
I nodded.
Ramos turned and walked out of my
apartment. I let out the breath I hadn’t realized I was holding.
I didn’t quite know what to do next. I was
concerned about Ramos. She was calm, like she always was, but it seemed to be a
thin veneer. I wondered where Griffin was. I had thought that he would be with
Ramos today.
There was a knock at my door. I opened it,
half expecting Ramos to have come back.
“Detective Fletchall, what are you doing
here?” I asked, surprised to see the police officer at my front door.
Fletchall smiled. “I was in the
neighborhood and had a couple of questions for you if that is okay. If you want
to check with your lawyer first I can wait.”
I smiled. “No, that’s fine. I really don’t
think I have anything to add to what I’ve already given you, but if you want to
come in, you’re welcome.”
I stepped back as the detective walked into
the apartment.
“Would you like a coffee?”
Fletchall smiled. “That would be great.
It’s been a bit of a rough day. You can probably imagine.”
I could. I had seen the effects on Griffin
in the first days after he caught a case. It was a mad scramble for clues
before the trail grew cold.
“Grab a seat.” I indicated a chair at the
dining table and started making a coffee for him
“So what did you need to ask me?”
Fletchall cleared his throat. “The word we
are getting from the guys in the band is that Jolena was only at the mansion
that one time when she was thrown out. Is that true?”
I nodded. “As far as I know it is. I don’t
remember seeing her there any other time. We have had quite a few people
through at some of these parties but I would have thought that I would notice
Jolena. She had something about her that stood out.”
Fletchall nodded as I passed him a coffee.
“She sure did. Thanks for that.” He raised the coffee to take a sip. “That’s
really good, exactly what I needed. You say that you saw her at the barbecue.
Do you think that she recognized you?”
I shrugged. “I don’t know. She didn’t give
any indication that she did. I felt a little uncomfortable about the situation
so I went to speak to Dana Pickett, your partner’s wife.”
“I don’t think I met her,” Fletchall said
as he started writing things in his notebook.
“Well, Dana and I talked for a while and
then Griffin and I left.”
“Did you tell Griffin about Jolena?”
I nodded. “When we got home that night I
told him.”
“Do you know if he told Ramos about it?”
“I don’t think he told her until after
Jolena died. Everything happened so fast that morning, I don’t think he got a
chance.”
I heard the front door to the apartment
open. I looked up and was surprised to see Griffin walking into the room.
Griffin stopped at the sight of Fletchall and me sitting at the dining table.
“What’s happening here?” he growled.
I smiled up at him. “Detective Fletchall
just wanted to have a chat about the case,” I said.
Griffin did not return my smile, instead
glaring at Fletchall.
“How’s Ramos?” I asked, more to cut through
the tension that seemed to have enter the
sorry for what has happened.”
We both stood silently and the seconds
ticked by at an agonizingly slow pace.
“This is your fault,” Ramos accused. “If it
hadn’t been for you, this would never have happened.”
A part of me wanted to defend myself, but
the look in Ramos’s eyes were those of someone who was not going to listen to
reason. Anything that I had to say in my defense was just going to add fuel to
the fire.
“You are surrounded by death. It was only a
matter of time before we got caught up in it.”
I stayed silent, concentrating on the floor
in front of me.
“I know Jolena had her problems but this
shouldn’t have happened to her.”
“I’m sorry,” I said quietly.
“That doesn’t help me,” said Ramos.
“I know.”
“They said you tried to save her.”
I nodded.
Ramos turned and walked out of my
apartment. I let out the breath I hadn’t realized I was holding.
I didn’t quite know what to do next. I was
concerned about Ramos. She was calm, like she always was, but it seemed to be a
thin veneer. I wondered where Griffin was. I had thought that he would be with
Ramos today.
There was a knock at my door. I opened it,
half expecting Ramos to have come back.
“Detective Fletchall, what are you doing
here?” I asked, surprised to see the police officer at my front door.
Fletchall smiled. “I was in the
neighborhood and had a couple of questions for you if that is okay. If you want
to check with your lawyer first I can wait.”
I smiled. “No, that’s fine. I really don’t
think I have anything to add to what I’ve already given you, but if you want to
come in, you’re welcome.”
I stepped back as the detective walked into
the apartment.
“Would you like a coffee?”
Fletchall smiled. “That would be great.
It’s been a bit of a rough day. You can probably imagine.”
I could. I had seen the effects on Griffin
in the first days after he caught a case. It was a mad scramble for clues
before the trail grew cold.
“Grab a seat.” I indicated a chair at the
dining table and started making a coffee for him
“So what did you need to ask me?”
Fletchall cleared his throat. “The word we
are getting from the guys in the band is that Jolena was only at the mansion
that one time when she was thrown out. Is that true?”
I nodded. “As far as I know it is. I don’t
remember seeing her there any other time. We have had quite a few people
through at some of these parties but I would have thought that I would notice
Jolena. She had something about her that stood out.”
Fletchall nodded as I passed him a coffee.
“She sure did. Thanks for that.” He raised the coffee to take a sip. “That’s
really good, exactly what I needed. You say that you saw her at the barbecue.
Do you think that she recognized you?”
I shrugged. “I don’t know. She didn’t give
any indication that she did. I felt a little uncomfortable about the situation
so I went to speak to Dana Pickett, your partner’s wife.”
“I don’t think I met her,” Fletchall said
as he started writing things in his notebook.
“Well, Dana and I talked for a while and
then Griffin and I left.”
“Did you tell Griffin about Jolena?”
I nodded. “When we got home that night I
told him.”
“Do you know if he told Ramos about it?”
“I don’t think he told her until after
Jolena died. Everything happened so fast that morning, I don’t think he got a
chance.”
I heard the front door to the apartment
open. I looked up and was surprised to see Griffin walking into the room.
Griffin stopped at the sight of Fletchall and me sitting at the dining table.
“What’s happening here?” he growled.
I smiled up at him. “Detective Fletchall
just wanted to have a chat about the case,” I said.
Griffin did not return my smile, instead
glaring at Fletchall.
“How’s Ramos?” I asked, more to cut through
the tension that seemed to have enter the
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