“Darnell, take a walk.Now.”
Vaughn was at his wit’s end. If Darnell didn’t leave now, he would physically remove his partner.
A series of shouts from the hallway saved Vaughn from cutting whatever fine thread of friendship remained between the two of them.
“Where’s Captain Daniels?”
“Damn it—that must be Zeke’s father,” Vaughn mumbled.
Both he and Darnell stood.
He was only partially correct; it wasn’t just one person, but judging by the sheer number of footsteps, at least four.
“And his team of lawyers,” Vaughn added. “Darnell, go check it out.”
Darnell finally left the interview room.
“I’m sorry about that, Ivy. My partner is a little amped up.”
“Is he drunk? He smells like alcohol.”
“He’s...” Vaughn gave up. “I think you should take off before things get dicey. Is there someone you can call? A friend to come get you?”
“Yeah, my friend Abby. She was supposed to be coming over. I thought it was her at the door when Zeke—”
“It’s okay, take a breath.” More shouting from outside the room. “Call your friend, okay? I’ll check in later.”
He squeezed her hand.
“Remember what I said?”
“That your grandmother was a bicycle?”
Vaughn smiled at this.
“It’s not your fault, Ivy.”
?Chapter 58
“Abs?”
“Ivy, what the fuck? I went to your place and there were cops everywhere! They wouldn’t tell me anything! Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. That student—” Ivy choked up. “Can you come get me? Please? My car is at my place.”
“Of course. Where are you?”
“Princeton PD.”
“I’m on my way.”
Even though she was standing outside now, Ivy could still hear the yelling from within the building. Suspected that the main culprit was Devon Godfrey.
She couldn’t get over what Vaughn’s drunk partner had said.
Whydidn’tshe call the cops?
Because of Dr.Moorehead. Because he’d told her that he’d take care of it. And now Rebecca Quinn was dead because of his inaction.
