Contents ( 117)
- Jailbird
- Caro Savage
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- Chapter 61
- Chapter 62
- Chapter 63
- Chapter 64
- Chapter 65
- Chapter 66
- Chapter 67
- Chapter 68
- Chapter 69
- Chapter 70
- Chapter 71
- Chapter 72
- Chapter 73
- Chapter 74
- Chapter 75
- Chapter 76
- Chapter 77
- Chapter 78
- Chapter 79
- Chapter 80
- Chapter 81
- Chapter 82
- Chapter 83
- Chapter 84
- Chapter 85
- Chapter 86
- Chapter 87
- Chapter 88
- Chapter 89
- Chapter 90
- Chapter 91
- Chapter 92
- Chapter 93
- Chapter 94
- Chapter 95
- Chapter 96
- Chapter 97
- Chapter 98
- Chapter 99
- Chapter 100
- Chapter 101
- Chapter 102
- Chapter 103
- Chapter 104
- Chapter 105
- Chapter 106
- Chapter 107
- Chapter 108
- Chapter 109
- Chapter 110
- Chapter 111
- Acknowledgments
- More from Caro Savage
- About the Author
- About Boldwood Books
‘What about her?’
‘Don’t you want to find out who killed her?’
‘Of course I do. That’s why the murder detectives are there.’
‘But they aren’t any closer to finding out who did it than they were at the beginning. I’m the best shot you’ve got at finding out who killed her and you know it.’
‘Look, Bailey, it made sense for you to investigate the murders if it seemed like they might tie into the drugs. But now that’s finished for the time being, there’s no reason for you to be in there any longer. The operation is over. We’re pulling you out.’
‘I’m not leaving,’ she said bluntly.
‘You’re what?’ She could visualise the disbelieving expression on his face.
‘You heard me. I’m staying.’
‘That’s insubordination.’
‘I have to find out who killed Alice. And the other girls. And I have to find out why. I owe it to her.’
‘You’re letting it get personal. That’s not professional.’
‘You could have used someone else instead of me, but you knew Alice was my friend and you knew that because of that I’d be much more motivated to get to the bottom of whatever was happening in here. And now you want me to forget about her?’
‘I’m worried about you, Bailey,’ he said gently. ‘You’re in there all alone with no backup and I’m worried that the psychological pressure of working undercover is getting to you. Maybe I made a mistake in asking you to come back. Maybe you weren’t ready.’
‘You didn’t make a mistake. And I appreciate that you care about me. I know that you cared about Alice in the same way. And I know that you’re itching to find out what happened to her just like I am. You owe it to her almost as much as I do. She was one of us, remember?’
There was a silence on the other end of the phone. She knew she had him on the fence.
‘Bailey, I don’t have any choice in the matter. The drugs squad own this operation and they’re the ones who—’
‘Tell them I’m working a new angle,’ she said. ‘Tell them anything. Just stall them until I’ve found out a bit more information. Something’s going on in here, Frank. Something very odd. And I’m determined to get to the bottom of it. It killed Alice. And it killed Poodle, Natalie and Sharon. And if I’m not mistaken it’s going to kill more inmates before we’re through. And we don’t want their blood on our hands, do we?’
‘Nice to know you care about them even if they’d likely kill you if they found out who you really were.’
Ignoring him, she pressed on. ‘You’ll do it won’t you, Frank? You’ll stall the drugs squad for me. You’ll buy me a little more time.’
There was another silence, a longer one. And then an audible sigh.
‘All right, Bailey. You win. I forgot just how stubborn you can be. I guess that’s one of the reasons you’re so good. You never give up.’ He paused. ‘You’ve got two weeks, maximum. If you can’t establish anything solid by then, we’re pulling you out. End of story.’