Page 404 of Scene of the Crime


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A part of her was relieved.

They might have just found the killer, but the other part of her didn’t like playing this game. Well, at least they’d lock the place down, and he wouldn’t get away with her if she got jumped.

Right?

Moving through the dark, she listened, and she could hear someone breathing.

“Travis, don’t make me shoot you,” she said, moving under a casket just in time to have a vase of fake flowers land where she’d just been.

The man said nothing back.

Instead, she kept moving, silently crossing the carpeting, and keeping her breathing silent.

She wouldn’t catch him if he knew where she was.

It was stealth mode time.

Taking side steps, she utilized a technique the Marines used to sneak up on someone. She’d learned it from them, and it was effective, She closed the distance rather quickly.

Only, that’s when she heard a doorknob jiggling, and saw light.

Well, shit.

He made it to the other side of the building.

Now, she had to haul ass. As she approached the door, it was closing, and she could see the man running across the back parking lot to a fence.

Elizabeth put on the speed, and heard Ivan not far behind her. Of course, he was going to track her.

As she approached the man, he was climbing, so she jumped onto the hood of the limo-hearse, and leapt from the top onto the man, dragging him off of the fence.

He fought all the way down, but she got him to his face, pressed to the asphalt.

“You’re under arrest for being a dumbass!” she stated, kneeling on the man as Ivan reached her. “You had better tell me Ethan and Gene are okay!” she said, not worried about herself but her family.

Raphael’s voice came over the com.

“I have the eagle and his bear. He’s annoyed with his wife, but safe and sound.”

Well, now, she could get irritated, too.

Yanking the man up, she stared into his eyes. He looked crazed, and that said it all.

He was loco for running.

“I shouldn’t have stolen the ring! It was just nice, and she had no family! I didn’t think anyone would know! I’ll give it back!”

She was staring at him because that caught her off guard. It wasn’t what she expected.

“What? You stole a ring?”

He nodded.

“Mrs. Delliman’s. It’s in my desk. I don’t know what came over me!”

They didn’t have a Delliman on their list, and she wasn’t here for some old woman’s jewelry.

What the fuck?