Blood Rubies
“After a pointless two-minute conversation in which I refused to discuss anything about Drake Milner, Wes sighed to his toenails.
“I’ll tell you what I found out—but I shouldn’t. You’re all take and no give.”
“Don’t be silly, Wes. I give you plenty.”
He sighed again. “The ME is refusing to rule Milner’s death an accident until she does more tests. The left side of his head is bashed in, maybe from hitting the doorframe when the car went into the pond. She’s using imaging software to see if dents in the car match up.”
My mouth opened, then closed. “Are you telling me she’s thinking it might be murder?”
“Yes.”
“Oh, my. Wes, this is incredible. Shocking. Horrific.”
“Now will you tell me something I can print?”
I closed my eyes for a moment. “Here’s a quote. ‘I’m saddened that I couldn’t do more.’”
After a two-second pause, Wes asked, “That’s it?”
“That’s it. What about the other questions we were thinking about … like how likely is it that Peter would go to the gym twice in one day.
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