Pretty in Ink
Pretty in Ink
“Thirty thousand dollars? Ace? He could barely break a thousand on one of those paintings every couple months. And while he made a good living in my shop, he didn’t make that kind of money.
Then I had a flashback. Charlotte was wearing a backpack when she’d jumped off that balcony. She’d been in Trevor’s apartment. Where there was about fifty thousand dollars hidden in Trevor’s boots.
But I hadn’t told DeBurra I’d been there earlier. They didn’t know I knew about the money in the boots.
I’d alre...ady been at the station house for three hours. If I suddenly came clean, I was looking at an all-nighter.
But if I didn’t tell them and they found out later that I knew, I’d be in deep crap. DeBurra I could handle, but I wasn’t so sure about Tim.
I sighed. “I was at Trevor McKay’s earlier today.”
They looked at me like I had three heads.
“We know that, Brett,” Tim said softly.
I shook my head. “No, I was there earlier, with Kyle Albrecht. MissTique. He had a key; we went over there to see if Charlotte was there.MoreLess
Then I had a flashback. Charlotte was wearing a backpack when she’d jumped off that balcony. She’d been in Trevor’s apartment. Where there was about fifty thousand dollars hidden in Trevor’s boots.
But I hadn’t told DeBurra I’d been there earlier. They didn’t know I knew about the money in the boots.
I’d alre...ady been at the station house for three hours. If I suddenly came clean, I was looking at an all-nighter.
But if I didn’t tell them and they found out later that I knew, I’d be in deep crap. DeBurra I could handle, but I wasn’t so sure about Tim.
I sighed. “I was at Trevor McKay’s earlier today.”
They looked at me like I had three heads.
“We know that, Brett,” Tim said softly.
I shook my head. “No, I was there earlier, with Kyle Albrecht. MissTique. He had a key; we went over there to see if Charlotte was there.MoreLess
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