"She has a thing for cops according to Huress."

"Get your head out of your ass, Chief. She had no reason to bother with Huress. I think Moran was behind that incident. He probably told Huress to go do what he had to do to get her off our back. Huress, in his own small but horny mind, thought he had a cute little pigeon in his grasp. No, Chief, her story was true.

"I guess you know what you're doing. Remember, Moran is watching."

Just then, the door opened and Moran marched in with a file of papers under his arm. The chief stumbled in mid-sentence to change the subject. "All right Chip, so what about the new reports on Norma Martin and Linda Call."

Moran began, "So, Goddard, at long last you got a statement from Martin."

"No, she won't talk to me. I did get her DNA from a cigarette butt, however."

"I hope all this isn't interfering with your sex life. Where'd you get that coffee? Can you answer that question?"

Goddard pointed. "Out there in the squad room, over by the window. Help yourself." He wasn't going to jump and get it, which is what Moran had in mind. The chief got up. Moran said, "Cream and sugar. You mentioned Linda Call?"

"I just got this FBI report on her." Goddard knew that would get a reaction.

Moran was startled. "She's a suspect? I just gave her an interview."

Goddard said, "We ran the prints we found on the wine glasses to the FBI National Database and got a hit back this morning. They belong to Linda."

"Don't tell me she was in his apartment," Moran moaned, "And don't tell me the woman's got a record."

Goddard didn't respond immediately, he pretended to check a folder, letting Moran suffer for the longest possible moment. Then he answered, "No record. Her print set was in the civil section of the Integrated System. She submitted routine fingerprints when she applied for a Concealed Weapon Permit some time ago."

The chief came back and set the coffee in front of Moran who took a sip, frowned and pushed it away. The chief said, "Not farfetched for a crime reporter to want a weapons permit. She's a Georgia gal, probably uses guns for bookends. Maybe she used one last Saturday."

Goddard corrected him, "She's not from Georgia, as we all thought but from Tampa. The permit was issued there before she was a crime reporter. Why'd she need a gun in Tampa? Also interesting, her name came up spelled L-y-n-d-a. Now that's Latina. I don't care if she's Cuban-American, but Tampa is the center of the pro-gambling opposition to Towson's election. Is that why she's being deceptive or is it all innocent? What were her prints doing at the crime scene?"




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