Bones In Her Pocket: A Tempe Brennan E-Short - Plot & Excerpts
Charlotte Mecklenburg PD Homicide investigator Erskine “Skinny” Slidell had not been pleased by my call on Saturday. I’d fled behind the transport van, leaving him debating jurisdiction with Officer Skip. Junkyard dog vs. Jersey barrier. “You’re welcome.” “You tossed in the Unabomber for shits and giggles?” “Have you found Herman Blount?” “Oh, yeah. Prick looked like Saddam friggin’ Hussein peering outta his spider hole. I’ll let him sweat a while, think about the good times out hugging trees. Then I’ll grill him.” “I’d like to be there.” “How come that don’t surprise me?” The Law Enforcement Center is on East Trade Street, in uptown Charlotte. The drive took ten minutes. Skinny met me on the second floor, beside a door marked Violent Crimes Division. Behind it were Homicide and ADW, assault with a deadly.
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