Chapter 12

“Got the report, boss, but no matches anywhere.”

“Okay. Have someone make a copy of the Murder Book and ship it down to Orlando. Lieutenant Ivory of the OPD is going to send us copies of everything he has on the two latest victims.”

“Overnight or courier?”

“Overnight will do. The file might even fit in a flat rate envelope.”

They left to get things rolling, and I dug into the accumulated stuff in my in-basket. Just before six, my cell phone rang.

4

Jacksonville, FL

“I’LL BE IN FRONT of your building in five minutes,” Mike said.

“Good. I’m more than ready to get out of here.”

I was waiting when he pulled up in front of the building. I hopped in the car, leaned over, and kissed him briefly.

“What’s your pleasure?” he said.

“Food, you, bed.”

“In that order?”

“More or less.”

“How hungry are you?”

“Not terribly,” I said. “I had lunch at a Cuban restaurant, and you know how much I like that.”

“Was it good?”