Detective Carson Ryder Thriller Series Books 1–3: The Hundredth Man, The Death Collectors, The Broken Souls. J. Kerley A.
mention Captain Squill?” I was still trying to figure out horticulturalist.
Zane’s eyes dropped. “I can’t recall.”
“What about the fire at the NewsBeat?”
“The sergeant was concerned they’d have a record of me responding to Mr. Nelson. Something the investigation might uncover. I have no idea if he set the fire.”
“If it went public Burlew’s hold turned to vapor,” I said. “But you checked the paper out yourself.”
“I drove by a couple times, just to look, think.”
Driving up I’d seen the back of the Jag in the five-bay garage. Zane started weeping. Clair sat beside him and put her hand on his shoulder. But her eyes remained on the dark clouds out the window.
“Somehow I figured this was where the action was,” said a voice from the doorway. Burlew strode into the room. Clair stood angrily. Harry stared from the piano bench. I spun to Burlew, fists clenched.
“Oh, come on, Ryder,” Burlew said. “Grow up.”
“Sergeant, I want you out of my house this minute,” Clair said.
Burlew blinked his infant eyes and turned to Zane. “There’s no problem here, Mr. Peltier. None.”
Zane said, “No problem? I’m about to become a laughingstock, and you’re about to go to jail.”
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