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It had been a week. If he hadn't called her already, he wasn't
going to.
    Still, she
couldn't help but be disappointed when she saw that it wasn't Anthony.
“Morgan?”
    “Sorry, C. Did I
catch you at a bad time?” Cecile's former partner sounded concerned. Morgan
Collins was almost two decades older than Cecile, so theirs was more of a
teacher-student relationship than true friends, but he'd always been there when
she'd needed him.
    “No, just on a
night shift. Working vice.”
    “Ah,” Morgan
said. “You're the hooker bait.”
    “The shoes are
going to be the death of me.” She tried joking, but she could hear the flat
note.
    “Are you okay?”
    Cecile rubbed
her hand over her eyes and stifled a sigh. If she had a problem with a case,
Morgan would be the first person she'd go to, but relationship advice, that was
another story. Especially when she could imagine the disappointment in his
voice when he heard she was pining over an enforcer from a local crime family.
“I'm fine, Morgan. Just some personal shit. What's up?”
    “I just wanted
to let you know that we got break on the Espinoza case and it looks like you
were right.”
    Cecile sat
straight up, all thoughts of Anthony and her problems disappearing. “Weathers
took her.”
    Every cop had a
case that haunted them and the disappearance of thirteen year-old Elena Espinoza
was Cecile's. She'd only been on the force for a couple of weeks, doing routine
patrols with Morgan, when they'd nearly run over Mrs. Espinoza in the middle of
the street. The woman was frantic, saying that her daughter had gone missing.
Cecile had followed the case diligently, even taking coffee to the detectives
working it so that she could get the inside track. When, just a few days later,
the disappearance was deemed a runaway and attention shifted to other cases,
Cecile had done her own investigating. She'd been convinced that a family
friend named Jake Weathers had been involved somehow, but she'd never been able
to prove it.
    “I've been going
after Brown and Kiles to take a look at what you found, but they hadn't
bothered until two days ago when a suspect in a completely unrelated case said
something in passing about his girlfriend's cousin drunkenly bragging about how
the cops were too stupid to find out where he'd stashed some missing girl
because he'd used a former girlfriend's name on the lease. Brown and Kiles have
been going over all of your notes, getting all of the names of Weathers' exes
and checking them against property records.”
    “Did they arrest
him?” Cecile stood up and began to pace.
    “Not yet.
They're getting a warrant to search his place this morning. They should have
the property search results this evening. I just thought you'd want to know.”
    “I did. Thank
you.”
    “I need to go,
but I'll keep you updated.”
    “Thank you,”
Cecile repeated.
    “You know, C, it
really is too bad you're not here for this. If you hadn't talked to all of
those people about Weathers back then and gotten the names of his exes, this
case might've run cold again.”
    Cecile sat on
the edge of her bed. Nearly five years, and there was finally a break in the
case. It was almost too good to be true. She wished she could be there to see
the look on that arrogant SOB's face when they took him in. She could almost
imagine the energy in the department, the pride on Morgan's face when it was
her hard work that took down Weathers. As much as it was her dream to work
here, she did miss Morgan. And it would've been great to be involved in the
trial, get to give testimony that helped lock that bastard away.
    Why couldn't
she?
    The idea popped
into her head so suddenly that she wasn't sure where it had come from. Why
couldn't she be there for all of that? If she requested a transfer back to her
old city, she could finish out the case. She could make a name for herself
there. Did it really matter if she arrested people here or there? It wasn't
like she'd be coming home because she'd