For You (Page 31)
For You (The ‘Burg #1)(31)
Author: Kristen Ashley
“And the witnesses saw a silver sedan exiting the alley, not a Ford F160,” Colt continued.
“Loren isn’t stupid, Colt. If he drove a woman into an alley in the morning hours in order to kill her, he wouldn’t use his own truck. He’d rent a car.”
“There somethin’ I don’t know about you and Lore?”
Colt’s voice had turned funny – harder, abrasive, he was pissed about more than me pointing the finger at his buddy Lore.
But I had other things to worry about.
I couldn’t say I liked Lore, I couldn’t say I disliked him. He was a good guy mostly, funny, interesting. Still, I avoided him, for different reasons than I avoided Colt. Loren was persistent and I didn’t want to give him the inkling he had a way in because if he had it, he’d never let it go.
This wasn’t easy for me, pointing a finger at someone, even a jerk which Loren definitely was. But we were talking murder.
“No, there’s nothin’ you don’t know.”
“Don’t keep shit from me, Feb, not with this.” His voice was still pissed, actually now it was more pissed.
“You think this is easy for me? Lore’s got kids. Jessie slept with him in high school. Turns out it’s him, Jessie’d be creeped out for years. Those kids –”
Colt interrupted me. “That all you got?”
I pulled my hair away from my face, holding at the back and stayed quiet.
Then I let my hair go and repeated softly, “This isn’t easy for me, Colt. It’s not only not easy, I don’t like it,” I paused and swallowed before I finished, “not at all.”
We were both quiet then.
Colt broke the silence and he didn’t sound pissed anymore. “Go back over the list, Feb. There are three men on that list still in town or close to town who fit the profile. And they have silver cars.”
I was a little surprised he knew that much and was that thorough. He knew what he was asking me to do that morning, he knew exactly.
“Who are they?” I asked.
“Not sayin’, just look at the list.”
“I thought you weren’t working this case?”
“Not officially but that doesn’t mean I’m gonna sit on my f**kin’ hands when you’re findin’ dead bodies, cryin’ in my arms and my dog’s dead.”
That made me go quiet again.
Colt wasn’t quiet. “Feb, go back to the list.”
“All right.”
He didn’t say anything for awhile and for some reason I didn’t let him go just stood in his kitchen with him on the other end of my phone.
He again broke the silence by saying, “I’ll talk to Sully. Someone’ll look into Lore.”
That didn’t make me feel better at all but I was glad he trusted me on it.
“Okay,” I agreed.
“Later.”
“Later.”
I flipped my phone shut and went back to the list.
* * * * *
She walked into J&J’s when I was behind the bar.
It was late afternoon but it was Saturday and we had a decent crowd, nothing overwhelming but enough to make me think people had not yet cottoned onto the situation, therefore avoiding J&J’s and me like the plague.
I felt my neck get tight when I saw her.
Susie Shepherd.
I’d never liked her because she wasn’t easy to like. Won every competition going, had so many tiaras she could convince herself she was queen of the world (and I suspected she did). She was also head cheerleader since she was a sophomore. It was unheard of for a sophomore to be head cheerleader the top spot always went to a senior. But Susie’s Daddy made it so, meaning Susie had cheated girls out of the top spot for two years running. I was no cheerleader but I thought that was low.
Since then I kept in loose touch with Wyatt Taylor sharing a drink with him every once in awhile when I hung at J&J’s while I was home. Wyatt had been in Colt and Morrie’s crowd but he drifted away after school mainly because he got a Master’s degree and a great job that meant a lot of travel, even some of it out of the country. Though they remained friendly, he wasn’t exactly in with cops and construction workers.
Wyatt had dated Susie, fallen deep and asked her to marry him. Then she thought she’d nailed it and showed her true colors so he called it off. Told me he got a visit from her Daddy and a trip to Hawaii if he kept his mouth shut about dumping her. He went to Hawaii. Still everyone knew he was the one who dumped her mostly because she was a bitch.
She sidled up to the bar, eyes on me and I was surprised, the way she was acting, that she hadn’t put on rubber gloves and donned a contamination suit and mask. Beer and shots at J&J’s was not Susie’s style.
I’d often wondered how Colt got caught up with her but looking at her I no longer had to wonder. She was always beautiful when she was young and now. A knockout.
However, considering all the shit that had come at me the last few days, I totally forgot about her. Now I was going to be sleeping in her boyfriend’s bed.
This was not good.
Morrie was in the office, Dad was down the bar and Ruthie was casing the crowd, getting drink orders.
It was up to me mainly because she came right at me.
“Hey Susie,” I greeted, taking a step toward her as she slid on a stool with a look on her face that said she’d rather the stool was disinfected before she put her immaculate ass on it. “Get you a drink?”
I was trying to be casual. She knew all about me and everyone knew Colt wanted nothing to do with me. Furthermore, her boyfriend was a cop, he’d need to talk, let shit go and she, in my mind, was that source. She had to know the way it was.
“Diet,” was all she said and I turned, leaned, nabbed a glass off the back of the bar then twisted back, grabbed the beverage gun and dunked the glass in the ice bin. “Lots of ice,” I dunked it again, “add a lemon.”
No “please” nothing. I was her minion, this was an order.
I could see she was still a bitch.
I pulled a lemon out of the tray and slid it onto the side of the glass. I even threw in two thin, red straws just to cap it off. That night I was going to be sleeping in her boyfriend’s bed, she deserved more than one straw.
She took the glass, sucked on the straws and turned away. I saw Joe-Bob was watching her like he was a flightless chicken in a coop and a fox just dug under the wire.
Thankfully I was dismissed so I took off, going to office, telling Morrie I was going to restock the fridges then hightailing it to the back storeroom.