Chapter SixteenFive Days After
Stacey grabbed her second cup of coffee and walked back to her desk. It was only 8:30 and she'd already been at work for two hours. The phone buzzed and Stacey picked up her com line. “Good morning, Val.”
“Morning Stacey. On line three is a lawyer named Johnson who wants to talk about Linda Caldwell,” Val replied.
Stacey grabbed the phone and pushed a button. “Detective Gray,” she said.
“Hi, Detective, this is Arthur Johnson. I'm calling you on behalf of Linda Caldwell.”
“Good morning, Mr. Johnson,” Stacey said. “You have consulted with Ms. Caldwell?”
“Yes, and I'm calling to see if we can reach some kind of agreement.”
“What did you have in mind?” Stacey asked.
“Well, are you aware that Ms. Caldwell has an issue in her past?”
'An issue,' Stacey thou
