“Damn. I’m sorry to hear that. She’s a cute little kid, and the mom seemed nice.”
“How about the father? How well do you know him?”
“Not well. He says hello when he sees one of us neighbors, but not much beyond that.”
“Okay, thanks for keeping your eyes open,” Morrow said.
“Nice to meet you both.” Luca shook their hands again and left.
Joe gave him a strange look when they were out of earshot. “Did that accomplish what you’d hoped?”
Luca shrugged. “I wasn’t hoping to accomplish anything, really. I just wanted to know if they’ve had some progress in the case.”
“You don’t know that they haven’t.”
“They just said they had no leads.”
“They also don’t want a rookie working their case. You can get in a lot of trouble for interfering in someone else’s shit, especially with something like this. If you don’t follow procedure, you could fuck up a sting, ruin evidence, or blow the whole court case in a number of ways. Not only that, you could get fired.”
Luca looked over at him, surprised. “I wasn’t planning on interfering.”
“Good. See that you don’t.”
So much for a good end to his first week. The detectives seemed cool enough, but was Joe right? Could his desire to catch who did this interfere with the case? He wished Dawn had given him more to go on. Maybe he’d text her on his break and ask if she’d had any more visions. Hell, even a flash of something or someone might help.
He wouldn’t know what to do with the information though. He didn’t want to lose his job.
Chapter 6
“Are there any nice young men at your workplace?”
“Graaaaan.”
“Dawwwwwn.”
Dawn and Annette were curled up on the sofa and had just finished watching Sleepless in Seattle. It was one of her grandmother’s favorite movies. “I wish you could find someone like Tom Hanks,” Annette said. “I think he should have married Meg Ryan for real. I always thought they made such a cute couple.”
“Grandma, it’s called acting. Besides, he’s been happily married forever.”
“Well, I’m not surprised. The good ones usually are.” Annette gave her a playful swat on her leg. “But seriously, aren’t there any nice boys at your job or even in the building where you work?”
“I don’t really pay attention to the men in my building. I’ve only been there a little over a month.” Dawn cuddled the pillow closer to her, Luca’s cute grin and bright-blue eyes flashing through her mind.
“Oh…” Annette said with a sly grin.
“What?”
“There is someone. Is he nice?”
Dawn blew out a breath. “Actually, I did meet a nice guy this week, but not at work.”
“Well, he can’t be from around here, because most of the young men in this neighborhood aren’t the ‘nice guy’ type.”
“He’s not from around here.”
“Well, good. Tell me about him.” Annette looked like an excited teenager. Dawn hadn’t seen her grandmother so energized in a long time. She sure as heck didn’t want her to get her hopes up.
