Here at pg 7 we have Jordan down at the local police station - called in the middle of the night by her cop ex-boyfriend to bail out a murder suspect who mentioned her name. Turns out the suspect is her hairdresser...
Don’t get me wrong. Chic’s one hell of a cop—almost as good as he is as a lover. He’s just not a great boyfriend.
Chic gave me that ‘so that’s how it’s gonna be’ look, and became all business. At least I could always count on him for that. Leading the way, he brought me into a room in the back, complete with one way glass looking inward at an extremely upset hairdresser.
“Gerry’s in deep,” he said without blinking.
“That’s where I come in?”
“He wanted to call some chick named Patty, but after I asked him if he knew any good lawyers, he said the only person who even came close was you. I told him to forget the girlie and call you.”
“First off, thank you so much. The next time you’re due for some much deserved sleep, I’ll make sure someone calls you down to my office.” I gave him a wicked smile, and I could tell he knew something was off. That’s when I dropped the bomb a cop of his caliber shouldn’t have missed. “Second, if you took a moment to think about who you’re holding in there, you’d realize the last person your suspect would want to contact is some girlie.” Not only was the person in question not female, but he was Gerry’s latest love to end all loves. Actually, Gerry still seeing Paddy after whole two months was a record. I whipped open my potato-sack of a purse, and grabbed my handy-dandy notepad. “So, now that I’m here, tell me what’s up. Gerry’s message said you think he’s good for a murder?” I shook my head. “You must not have spent much time with the guy. Whatever happened, he couldn’t have done it.”
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