"Karin Slaughter - [Grant County 03] - A Faint Cold Fear" - читать интересную книгу автора (Slaughter Karin)"You could start bringing them."
Sara gave the police cruiser a pointed look. "Is that new?" she asked, feigning curiosity. Grant County was a small place. Sara had heard about the new patrol car before it was even parked in front of the station. He said, "Got it a couple of days ago." "Lettering looks good," she said, keeping her tone casual. "How about that," he said, an annoying phrase he had lately picked up when he did not know what else to say. Sara did not let him get away with it. "She did a really nice job." Jeffrey kept his gaze steady, as if he had nothing to hide. Sara would have been impressed had he not used the exact same expression the last time he'd assured her he was not cheating. She gave a tight smile, repeating, "What's hinky?" He let out a short, irritated breath. "You'll see," he told her, heading toward the river. Sara walked at her normal pace, but Jeffrey slowed enough for her to catch up with him. She Jeffrey's moods intimidate her. She asked, "Is it a student?" "Probably," he said, his tone still 15 clipped. "We checked his pockets. There wasn't any Id on him, but this side of the river is college land." "Great," Sara mumbled, wondering how long it would be before Chuck Gaines, the new head of security at the college, showed up and started questioning everything they did. Chuck was easy to dismiss as a nuisance, but Jeffrey's prime directive as chief of police for Grant County was to keep the college happy. Chuck knew this better than anyone, and he exploited his advantage whenever he could. Sara noticed a very attractive blonde sitting on a cluster of rocks. Beside her was Brad Stephens, a young patrolman who had been a patient of Sara's a long time ago. "Ellen Schaffer," Jeffrey provided. "She was jogging toward the woods. Crossed the bridge and saw the body." "When did she find it?" "About an hour ago. She called it in on her |
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