Chapters (49)
- TITLE PAGE
- COPYRIGHT PAGE
- DEDICATION
- Contents
- CHAPTER ONE
- CHAPTER TWO
- CHAPTER THREE
- CHAPTER FOUR
- CHAPTER FIVE
- CHAPTER SIX
- CHAPTER SEVEN
- CHAPTER EIGHT
- CHAPTER NINE
- CHAPTER TEN
- CHAPTER ELEVEN
- CHAPTER TWELVE
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
- CHAPTER NINETEEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY
- CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
- CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
- CHAPTER THIRTY
- CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FORTY
- CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
- CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
- CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
- Author’s Note and Acknowledgments
- About the Author
“I’m certain that he’s the killer,” Eve said.
“Then I expect to see you express that certainty to those reporters.” Lansing got to his feet. “Don’t put on any makeup. It’s important that they see how hard working and tired you are.”
Mom will love that, Eve thought. Lansing walked out and Moffett joined him.
Eve looked at Burnside. “You know I’m right.”
“I already expressed my opinion and he rejected it,” Burnside said.
Duncan nodded in agreement and looked at Eve. “You should have taken the hint.”
“I couldn’t just stand by and say nothing,” Eve said.
“Yes,” Duncan said. “We noticed.”
Burnside stuffed her legal pad into her briefcase and stood up. “The fact is that we have a suspect in custody. The public will be glad to hear it. That’s a win. This press conference will make you a star again.”
“I don’t want the spotlight.”
“But we do.” Burnside smiled at her and walked out.
Eve revised her opinion of Burnside’s integrity. The integrity was there, but it had limitations. It was trumped by her ambition. Burnside was willing to gamble that enjoying the glory today wouldn’t lead to shame next week. It was a raw political calculation and Burnside was probably making a smart bet. If Lansing, Moffett, and Eve went down, Burnside could still come out relatively unscathed, saying she was given a bad case.
Eve met Duncan’s eye. “I’m fucked.”
“Not if you can prove Coyle did it,” Duncan said. “How hard could that be?”
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
The front steps of the Lost Hills station had become a stage. Lansing stood at a wooden podium with a Los Angeles County Sheriff’s Department seal on the front and faced the lights of a dozen TV cameras and two dozen print and broadcast reporters. Captain Moffett, ADA Burnside, and Eve stood in the background. Eve wondered where the podium came from, if it was kept in a closet somewhere in the station or if Lansing carried it around in his Ford Expedition.
“Based on the evidence recovered at the crime scene and the tireless work of our detectives, under the supervision of Captain Moffett, we’re now certain that Tanya Kenworth and her two children, Caitlin and Troy, were brutally murdered in their Topanga Canyon home on Wednesday,” Lansing said. “This is the tragic, heartbreaking outcome that we all feared.”
He paused, letting the horrible news sink in, but Eve saw it as a cheap ploy to jack up the drama of the moment. She also had the heart-sinking realization that in their rush to the cameras, nobody had bothered to call Cleve first before they told the world his kids were slaughtered. It was one more cruel, insensitive oversight she’d have to add to her list of regrets in this case.