Chapter Fourteen
He took in Manny, who was standing just outside the open door to Reine’s basement suite, as he pulled up and parked on the street. The door was wide open, and Harold had just walked through it. He knew Therese was already inside.
There were a lot of cars in front of the rundown rental, and with two cop cars added to the mix, it was only reasonable that people were watching from the suite above Reine’s. It was quite the show, a situation he walked into far too often.
The whispers, the watching. God damn, he hated it.
He turned off his car, feeling the weight of his office and the daggers Suzanne had glared at him. All he’d said to her when she walked into his station was “Stay out of it.” He wasn’t a monster, but he didn’t like his integrity being questioned.
His phone
