It's Murder, My Son (A Mac Faraday Mystery) - Plot & Excerpts
David said. “I have a lot of friends.” “You have no authority to investigate this case.” The chief’s thumb flew to his mouth. He made a conscious effort to pull it out from between his teeth before biting it. “Listen, David, I tried to do you a favor. I tried to help you. If you don’t back off, you’re going to get yourself into trouble and I won’t be able to do anything to get you out.” “What the hell are you talking about?” David asked. “Why have you been shutting me out of this case? Afraid that I was going to find conclusive evidence that Katrina wasn’t murdered by some run of the mill psycho, and prove you blew it when you didn’t find out who really was terrorizing her?” Roy’s eyes darkened. He looked him up and down. “Since you insist on going forward with this, I guess we have a murder investigation on our hands.” “You’ve had a murder investigation on your hands.” Roy Phillips stuck the tip of his pinkie finger into his mouth before removing it and crossing both arms across his chest as if to pin his hands down to keep them out of his mouth.
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