Find Her Alive (Detective Josie Quinn #8) - Lisa Regan Page 0,42

story about Codie Lash? If there were awards in her personal effects and she used to be co-host of the morning show, she must have been pretty accomplished.”

Gretchen added, “I remember her. She was very successful and well-loved. It was pretty tragic when she was killed.”

Mettner said, “Was Trinity doing a story on her life, or on her death?”

Jaime shrugged. “I don’t know. Like I said, she probably wouldn’t have told me anyway. She’s a good boss, but she’s really nuts about her stories.”

Gretchen tapped her chin with the cap of her pen, a small frown on her face. “She didn’t trust you? Her own assistant?”

Jaime rolled her eyes. “She didn’t trust anyone! She probably trusted me most of all, but not enough to let me in on whatever she was working on at any given time. She even had this stupid code she wrote in that only she could understand so that if someone did see her notes, they’d have no idea what they said.”

“Secret code?” Mettner asked. “Did it look like random lines and squiggles by any chance?”

“Yeah, pretty much.”

Josie stood, ready to race into the interview room, but Noah put a hand on her forearm. “They’ll show her the photo,” he said.

On the screen, Gretchen pulled her cell phone out, put her reading glasses on, and found the photo of the inside of Trinity’s door. She turned it toward Jaime. “Look under the name. Like that?”

Jaime peered at the photo, lips turned downward. “Yeah, that’s it.”

“Do you know what that says?” Mettner asked her.

“The code? No. I never knew what the hell she was writing when she used that. I used to tease her that she was writing in hieroglyphs. It was like some kind of shorthand or something.”

“Something she made up herself?” Gretchen asked.

“I don’t know, but knowing Trinity, probably. Wait, was that from inside her car?”

“Yes,” Mettner said. “When our Evidence Response Team used the fluorescent magnetic powder to lift latent fingerprints, they found this.”

Jaime pointed to the photo. “You know Vanessa is her sister, right? Well, her real name is Josie but when they were babies, their parents named her Vanessa.”

“We’re aware,” Mettner said.

“Is Josie here?”

Gretchen turned and looked at the camera, nodding subtly. In seconds, Josie was inside the room, standing before Jaime.

“Hey,” Jaime said. “You look better than the last time I saw you.”

“Thanks, I think,” Josie said. “Jaime, how long was Trinity using her secret code to take notes?”

“As long as I’ve known her.”

Josie took out her phone and pulled up the photo of Nicci Webb. “Do you recognize this woman?”

“No, I’m sorry. I don’t. Who is she?”

“Her name is Nicci Webb. Does that name sound familiar?”

“No,” Jaime answered. “What does she have to do with Trinity’s disappearance?”

Josie ignored the question and asked another of her own. “Did Trinity ever talk about someone called Drake?”

“The FBI agent? She didn’t talk about him much, but I know they were hot and heavy for a while.”

“How do you know that?” Mettner asked.

Another eye-roll. “I’m her assistant, remember? I have access to almost everything in her life.”

“Does Trinity have any friends who might know what she was working on?” Gretchen asked.

“Friends? Trinity didn’t have time for friends. You were either family, a coworker, or a source.”

Josie placed a palm on the table and leaned in toward Jaime. “Besides the Codie Lash materials, did Trinity ask you for anything else since she came here?”

“No.”

“She had another box with her. We think it held documents. Do you have any idea what they might have been?”

“No, sorry.”

“She said she was working on some huge story. Did she talk to you about that?”

“No, but she’s been pretty out of contact with me since the network banished her. Like I said, she only contacted me to ask me to get her the Codie Lash stuff.”

Gretchen said, “Jaime, did Trinity have a stalker?”

“None that I know of.”

“We believe someone took Trinity,” Mettner said. “We also believe that whoever that person was also took the box of Codie Lash’s possessions as well as the other box that Trinity had with her. Do you have any idea who might have abducted her? Any idea who would be interested in what she was working on?”

Jaime’s eyes diverted to her phone. Tap, tap, tap. Scroll, scroll, tap. A sigh. “I have no idea. Maybe she didn’t tell you, but she was about to lose her job. Hayden told me she was out. I don’t know why anyone would even care what she was working

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