Live No Lies (Lawson & Abernathy 2)
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“What does it look like I just did?” Mack snapped “Or am I not allowed now to make arrests concerning the case?”
Mack was getting pissed off by the list of don’ts Boyce was throwing at him through the course of the investigation. Sometimes, he felt that the local detective needed to go for a psychological briefing.
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“You know what I’m talking about.” Boyce replied.
“No, I don’t. What exactly are you talking about?”
“You can’t go around making arrests, Mack. That’s not how things work around here.”
Mack’s eyes widened in disbelief.
“Please, I’d very much like to know how things work around here. Because I’m familiar with the codes surrounding the police force, and they allow for arrests to be made if the arrested is suspected to be involved in a crime.”
“Suspect? So, you just come up with that in your head?”
“No, Boyce. There’s evidence that points him as a suspect.”
Boyce chuckled.
“Oh, please.”
“You know, it’s this kind of attitude that lets the murders and disappearances in this Island continue. I wonder where it comes from?”
Mack and Boyce stared at each other, Mack questioning and Boyce livid.
“Why don’t you get room?” the man in the cell teased. “You’d make such a perfect couple.”
Mack faced him and smiled, suppressing his anger. “I’m getting a room, alright. It’s just going to be with you.”
The man laughed.
“And you’re certain you can handle me?”
“There’s nothing I’m more certain about.” Mack claimed confidently.
Mack had retreating footsteps beside him, and turned to see Boyce stalking out of the jail area.
“You don’t have any idea of how things run around here, do you?” the man asked. “You could wind up on the bottom of the ocean as easily as anybody.”
“Need I remind you that you’re under arrest, and that anything you say or do can be used against you in a court of law.”
The man chuckled.
“Court of law,” he repeated. “How dumb are you, really?”
“You’ll find out soon enough. You know what? Since we’re in such a conversational mood, there’s no need postponing the inevitable.”
“Yeah? What’s that?”
Two minutes later the man was seated across a table from Mack. The man looked at the sheet of glass for a while, and smiled at Mack.
“How do you think they feel? You're the new guy who just came in and started doing their jobs better than them. You’re stirring one hell of a hornet’s nest, man, and you don’t even know it.”
“Do you ever stop talking?” Mack asked, fixing the man a stern look.
The man smiled and reclined into his chair.