Murder in Misery (Spook Squad) - By Ashley K. Broome Page 0,27
don’t believe so,” Keegan shook her head. “He’s probably angry or shaken up by me showing up at Tanked earlier. Why don’t you go home and spend some time with him?”
“I think that is the best idea anyone has had all day, detective.” Tiegs began packing her supplies up and she paused. “I hope you find out who did this and you treat them exactly how they treated the Barrs. They do not deserve the kindness the law will afford them.”
Keegan rolled her lips together in effort to not say anything that would come back and bite her on the ass later on. She agreed full heartedly with Tiegs. Whenever they caught the killer, he shouldn’t be spared any amenities.
Keegan felt the steely glare as she stepped from the bottom of the staircase and into spook territory. The silence only strengthened the force of the glare. She ignored the sly glances she received from her co-workers as she passed their desks and headed towards hers. It was currently occupied by homicide detective Matthew Hollis. He sat with his feet kicked up and resting on her desk top with his hands folded together and resting on his chest.
With a quick shove Keegan sent Matt’s feet sprawling off the desk and to the floor with a loud smack. Everyone had their pet peeves. One of Keegan’s pet peeveswas having other people invade her territory and show the amount of disrespect to her belongings that Matt Hollis was showing having his boots sitting on top of case files.
“Way to greet a person Morne.” Matt shifted back in her chair resituating him self and sitting up right.
“That’s how we greet people acting like assholes around here.” Keegan tapped her boot on the underside of the chair. “You want to move out of my seat and tell me what the hell you’re waiting around here for?”
“It isn’t that often that homicide pays us a visit.” Leeroy’s lips curled into a wicked smile. “Unless, you’re at a loss as where to go on the case and need our help?”
Matt turned away from Leeroy and focused in on Keegan. His face was flushed in a mixture of anger and embarrassment. “You went to see Bryton Anderson and Mason Mills. Then you decided that Mason Mills was no longer a person of interest in the case without bothering to consult with me and you didn’t send any communication to homicide about your visit with Anderson. Who, might I add, will not speak to any of my men.”
“Funny,” Keegan stepped up to stand toe to toe with Matt. “I vaguely remember stopping by your desk yesterday to go over my interview with Anderson but you didn’t have the time to go over that with me. As for Mason Mill I just spoke with him today. I just got done and haven’t had the time to sit down at my desk much less send you an e-mail about the interview. So I do my job and you get mad at me for doing so. What else can I do to piss you off Hollis? Breathe a little louder?”
“You don’t clear a suspect without talking with homicide about it. We are the unit that is heading this investigation. What you did undermined my authority completely.” Matt’s finger pressed against her chest, emphasizing his frustration with every word he spat out at her.
“You might want to rethink touching me Hollis. Just take one second to remember where you are. You’re in Spook territory and it won’t be fists that go flying. We fight dirty; teeth, fire, and my own special brand of fury. So you might want to keep your hands to yourself.” Keegan shoved him back a step. “And I did what your guys were too slow to do. I only cleared him based on his fiancé’s word and the fact that she alibied him out. Oh and let’s not forget the evidence at the scene. If you want to go behind me and verify what I found, go right on a head. I don’t give a damn what you do but he isn’t going to talk to humans like he spoke with me. So I did you a favor Hollis. If you would have given me ten minutes you would have had my report in your e-mail about Mr. Mills and Bryton. Now? You expect us to want to work with you after you push me to the side and claim I closed down communication between our departments? You need