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He took a seat on the edge of the large metal desk where Lawrence was working.
While the computers and phones had been upgraded around the precinct, many of the furnishings could have used a remodel. The desk he’d been using all night looked like it weighed a ton and probably could have been used as a prop from one of those 1960s cop shows.
He took a slow sip. “Next time hide it better.”
“I thought I did. I would take it home, but then I’d have to watch you drink from it every time you came over for a visit. That’s a sickness, bro. You need to get that checked out.”
“It’s a quirk and you love it. Otherwise you wouldn’t have gone to all that trouble to hide your little mug just for me to find.”
“Yeah, so what are you doing here anyway?”
“The McKnight twins were murdered and someone tried to snatch the young woman who’s been living with them, Minnie…” His voice tapered off as he caught the flash on the computer screen in front of him. He glanced at it quickly scanning the information that the print run had found.
No wonder it had taken a little longer. The information was a little deeper in her past but it looked like Minerva Athena Jones had a juvenile record.
“She was arrested for shoplifting when she was fifteen.” He didn’t even realize that he’d spoken the words out loud.
“Huh? What does that have to do with someone trying to grab her? And this is the woman who was at the happy-hours spot with the McKnight twins a few months back, right?”
“Yeah. And it appears that her name is Minerva Athena Jones instead of Minnie Samuels like they told me…unless Minnie is a nickname for Minerva and Samuels is her married name…” He shook his head. She couldn’t be married. Oddly, he would rather she be a liar than be married.
“It could be her married name. You’re looking at the juvenile record, right. If it was Jones when she was fifteen it could very well be Samuels now. And Minnie is a nickname for Minerva. Honestly, with a name like Minerva I can see why she goes by Minnie.”
“Minerva was the Roman goddess of wisdom, warriors and poetry. It’s a beautiful name.”
He liked the name Minerva. It was different for a sister her age.
“Yeah…whatever…I’m just saying. She probably wasn’t lying about her name. It could be her married name. Maybe she was on the run from an abusive husband and hiding out with the McKnights…”
“She’s not married.”
“You won’t know until you do some more checking. Which I’m sure you will. Where is she now? Did you get her in protective custody?”
“Well, she’s in custody, so to speak.” He gave his brother the rundown of his afternoon and evening with Minerva.
Jason cracked a grin. “Man, she must be steaming!”
“What was I supposed to do? She won’t talk and frankly, she was the last person to see the McKnights alive.” He grabbed the forensics folder off his desk. “Although, the coroner’s time of death gives her an alibi for the murders since she was with me at the time.”
“Good thing you’ve become a tad obsessed with her, huh? She could either be kidnapped or dead right about now.”
He didn’t like the know-it-all smirk on Jason’s face so he decided to just ignore his little wisecrack. Leaning back in his chair, he tried to figure out what Minerva was hiding. If he could figure that out, he’d be able to get her out of his system.
“Anyway, man, I don’t want to keep you from all those pressing cold cases you have going on. One of them might be getting lukewarm as we speak. I’m gonna make some calls to LAPD and see what else I can find out about Ms. Minerva Jones.”
“Ohhh snap, I’ve been dismissed. I must have struck a nerve. You used to be able to take a joke.”
“Was that a joke? Ha, ha, I forgot to laugh.”
Jason chuckled. “Well, I hope she doesn’t have a record. Then you’d have to explain having the hots for a criminal.”
“See ya later, bro.”
“Oh,
While the computers and phones had been upgraded around the precinct, many of the furnishings could have used a remodel. The desk he’d been using all night looked like it weighed a ton and probably could have been used as a prop from one of those 1960s cop shows.
He took a slow sip. “Next time hide it better.”
“I thought I did. I would take it home, but then I’d have to watch you drink from it every time you came over for a visit. That’s a sickness, bro. You need to get that checked out.”
“It’s a quirk and you love it. Otherwise you wouldn’t have gone to all that trouble to hide your little mug just for me to find.”
“Yeah, so what are you doing here anyway?”
“The McKnight twins were murdered and someone tried to snatch the young woman who’s been living with them, Minnie…” His voice tapered off as he caught the flash on the computer screen in front of him. He glanced at it quickly scanning the information that the print run had found.
No wonder it had taken a little longer. The information was a little deeper in her past but it looked like Minerva Athena Jones had a juvenile record.
“She was arrested for shoplifting when she was fifteen.” He didn’t even realize that he’d spoken the words out loud.
“Huh? What does that have to do with someone trying to grab her? And this is the woman who was at the happy-hours spot with the McKnight twins a few months back, right?”
“Yeah. And it appears that her name is Minerva Athena Jones instead of Minnie Samuels like they told me…unless Minnie is a nickname for Minerva and Samuels is her married name…” He shook his head. She couldn’t be married. Oddly, he would rather she be a liar than be married.
“It could be her married name. You’re looking at the juvenile record, right. If it was Jones when she was fifteen it could very well be Samuels now. And Minnie is a nickname for Minerva. Honestly, with a name like Minerva I can see why she goes by Minnie.”
“Minerva was the Roman goddess of wisdom, warriors and poetry. It’s a beautiful name.”
He liked the name Minerva. It was different for a sister her age.
“Yeah…whatever…I’m just saying. She probably wasn’t lying about her name. It could be her married name. Maybe she was on the run from an abusive husband and hiding out with the McKnights…”
“She’s not married.”
“You won’t know until you do some more checking. Which I’m sure you will. Where is she now? Did you get her in protective custody?”
“Well, she’s in custody, so to speak.” He gave his brother the rundown of his afternoon and evening with Minerva.
Jason cracked a grin. “Man, she must be steaming!”
“What was I supposed to do? She won’t talk and frankly, she was the last person to see the McKnights alive.” He grabbed the forensics folder off his desk. “Although, the coroner’s time of death gives her an alibi for the murders since she was with me at the time.”
“Good thing you’ve become a tad obsessed with her, huh? She could either be kidnapped or dead right about now.”
He didn’t like the know-it-all smirk on Jason’s face so he decided to just ignore his little wisecrack. Leaning back in his chair, he tried to figure out what Minerva was hiding. If he could figure that out, he’d be able to get her out of his system.
“Anyway, man, I don’t want to keep you from all those pressing cold cases you have going on. One of them might be getting lukewarm as we speak. I’m gonna make some calls to LAPD and see what else I can find out about Ms. Minerva Jones.”
“Ohhh snap, I’ve been dismissed. I must have struck a nerve. You used to be able to take a joke.”
“Was that a joke? Ha, ha, I forgot to laugh.”
Jason chuckled. “Well, I hope she doesn’t have a record. Then you’d have to explain having the hots for a criminal.”
“See ya later, bro.”
“Oh,
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