CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Eva turned to the source of the voice, bemused. At the side of the road, two squad cars had parked with lights off. Drivers were sitting in both, and in front stood a silver haired man with horn-rimmed glasses and an ill-fitting blue suit reeking of cheap tailoring. A man Eva recognized all too well.
“Detective Mike Caruso,” Eva said. “Isn't this a pleasure? Trousers still don't fit I see.”
Caruso had his handgun leveled at them. “I said hands up!”
“Really?” Madden replied. “You are actually going to do this?”
“Yes, I really am. Eva Ross, I am arresting you on the suspicion of the murders of Jane Doe and Brian Ross, false imprisonment, and resisting arrest. If there's any way I can link you, I'll do you for the murder of Brian Ross as well.”
Down the road, Eva noti
