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Detective Amy Robitaille worries that Luke Beckett’s presence on her investigative team will be a distraction.
Thursday, July 29
Fuming, she dropped back into her chair, still trying to get past the bitter pill Cramer had made her swallow by foisting Beckett on her. Until Beckett had turned his back to leave, she’d been determined to not take him along to Polk County. Riding around the city with him in tow was bad enough, but she didn’t have the stomach to put up with a dilettante on the long drive. And she sure as hell didn’t want to have to explain his embarrassing presence to the detectives up there.
She sighed, propping an elbow on the desk and resting her forehead on her fist. Who was she kidding? The Polk guys would probably be just as bowled over to have a baseball god descend on them as Poushinsky and Washington had been.
For some reason, though, his clipped remark about being human had caught her up short. Not enough to change her mind about dinner. That wasn’t going to happen. But enough to make her reconsider inviting him along on the road trip.
Besides, Cramer would be pissed if she shut Beckett out, so taking him to Bartow seemed like a good compromise.
At least with Poushinsky in the car, Beckett would lay off the come-ons—if that’s what they were. Those two could natter on about sports while she tuned them out and focused on the case. In fact, she’d suggest to Poushinsky that he drive and have Beckett sit up front with him. She’d get comfy in the back and drink her coffee and think in peace.
“Poushinsky still around?”
Amy jerked in her seat, startled by Cramer’s deep voice from behind her. He didn’t often come over to the Floor—usually he’d send Lisa to fetch one of the detectives. She swung her chair around to face him.
His slightly disapproving look didn’t surprise her. Cramer never left before seven. While Amy often worked long past the end of her regular shift without claiming overtime, Poushinsky liked his free time and had no qualms letting the supervisors know that.
“Doesn’t matter. It’s you I wanted, anyway, Robitaille. I contacted the BSU in Quantico after our meeting. Just to give them a heads up. They need us to fill out a VICAP questionnaire before they can get moving on a profile.”
That was standard procedure. Amy had studied the Behavioral Sciences Unit and their history of profiling after Ariane was murdered. Profiling sometimes proved useful, but it sure as hell wasn’t the magic bullet that TV shows often portrayed.
“And when I say us, you know who I mean,” he added dryly.
“I’ll get right on it,” Amy said with satisfaction. Even if she had wanted to have dinner with Beckett, she would have had to bail. The FBI’s questionnaire, with close to two hundred questions, would force her to detail every bit of information they knew about Carrie Noble’s murder, and even get into a fair amount of speculation. The Feds were nothing if not thorough, at least when it came to paperwork.
“Good. I know you’re quick, but let’s ratchet it up one more notch, okay?”
“I’ll do my best, Captain.”
Cramer started to turn away, but uncharacteristically hesitated. “I don’t want to keep you from your work, Robitaille, but I think we should take a couple of minutes in my office.”
Summoned to the principal’s office again? Twice in one day, a record for her.
Sighing, Amy picked up her jacket and slipped it on. It might be late in the day, but Cramer still looked starched and pressed, so by God she’d follow suit as best she could.
“I watched your reactions in the meeting, Amy,” Cramer said as he closed his office door behind her. “Closely.”
Surprised that he’d called her by her first name, she sank into a chair before he invited her to sit. The commander had never called her Amy before. Was he about to tear a strip off her?
“You have a problem with Luke Beckett.” It was a statement, not a question.
Excerpt from LETHAL CONFESSIONS ©2013 by VK Sykes. All rights reserved.
Series: #1 in Palm Beach Homicide
Length: 420 pages
Publisher: V.K. Sykes (September 10, 2013)
A gripping new romantic suspense from USA Today Bestselling author V.K. Sykes
The brutal murder of her twin sister drove Amy Robitaille into a career as a homicide detective for Palm Beach County. When a serial killer targets the wives of local baseball players, Amy has more than just a professional interest at stake—her only surviving sister fits the profile of the other victims. Amy’s hell-bent on catching the killer, not only to protect her sister but to destroy the demons haunting her since the death of her twin.
Baseball star and former soldier Luke Beckett has just retired from the game and is looking to move on with his life. When he’s asked to consult on the serial killer case for the local police, he finds the challenge he needs—despite the objections of lead detective Amy Robitaille. But Luke has no intention of backing away from the job and every intention of getting to know the intriguing detective.
Amy has no time to babysit a celebrity consultant while trying to catch a serial killer. But Luke is not the man she assumed him to be and he threatens to become a powerful distraction. That’s the last thing she needs, especially when the killer starts closing in on her family. But without Luke’s help, Amy stands to lose everything.
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