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To Die For (Blair Mallory #1) Page 11
Author: Linda Howard

The older guys on the force had to resent him, at least a little. At the same time, they were glad to have him, because he was a good cop, and he wasn't a glory hound. He used his name when it was for the benefit of the force, not for his personal gain. And he knew people whom it was important to know, which was another reason why he'd been promoted so fast. Wyatt could pick up the phone and talk to the governor. The chief of police and the mayor would have to be stupid not to see the benefits of that.

I'd stood there long enough. I started toward them, and the movement caught MacInnes's eye, causing him to break off in midsentence and making me wonder what they were saying that I wasn't supposed to hear. All three men turned to look at me, staring hard. "Excuse me," I murmured, sliding past them to enter my office. I busied myself making another pot of coffee, and wondered if for some reason I had regained my position as Suspect Number One.

Maybe I didn't need to call Mom. Maybe I needed to call Siana. She wasn't a criminal defense attorney, but that didn't matter. She was smart, she was ruthless, and she was my sister. Enough said.

I marched to my office door, crossed my arms, and glared at Detective MacInnes. "If you're going to arrest me, I want to call my lawyer. And my mother."

He scratched his jaw and darted a glance at Wyatt, as if saying, You handle this one. "Lieutenant Bloodsworth will answer your questions, ma'am."

Wyatt reached out and caught my right elbow, smoothly turning me around and ushering me back into my office. "Why don't you sit down," he suggested as he poured himself another cup of coffee. He must have downed the first cup in one gulp.

"I want to call-"

"You don't need an attorney," he interrupted. "Please. Sit down."

There was something in his tone, other than the flat tone of authority, that made me sit.

He pulled the guest chair around so it was facing me and sat down, so close that his legs were almost touching mine. I backed up just a little, in that automatic way people have when someone gets too close. He didn't have the right to invade my personal space, not anymore.

He noticed my action, of course, and his mouth thinned. Whatever he thought about it, though, he was all business when he spoke. "Blair, are you in any trouble that we need to know about?"

Okay, so maybe that wasn't exactly coplike, and totally unexpected. I blinked at him. "You mean, other than thinking I was being shot at and instead finding out I witnessed a murder? Isn't that enough?"

"You said in your statement that you'd had an incident with the victim earlier this afternoon when you told her that her membership wouldn't be renewed, and that she'd become violent-"

"That's right. And there were witnesses. I've already given their names to Detective MacInnes."

"Yes, I know," he said patiently. "Did she threaten you?"

"No. Well, she said she was going to sic her lawyer on me, but I wasn't sweating that."

"She didn't make any threats to harm you physically?"

"No. I've already told all this to the detectives."

"I know. Just be patient. If she didn't make any threats, why, when you saw her car parked in the back lot, did you assume you were in physical danger from her?"

"Because she's-she was-a psycho. She copied everything I did. She colored her hair to match mine; she started wearing clothes like mine; she got the same hairstyle, the same style earrings. She even bought a white convertible because I have one. She gave me the creeps."

"So she admired you?"

"I don't think so. I think she hated my guts. Several of the other members thought so, too."

"Then why did she imitate you?"

"Who knows? Maybe she wasn't able to put together a look on her own, so she just copied someone else. She wasn't very bright. Cunning, but not bright."

"I see. Has anyone else threatened you?"

"Not since my divorce." Impatiently I checked my wristwatch. "Lieutenant, I'm exhausted. How much longer do I have to stay here?" Until all the cops had left the building, that was for certain, so I could lock up. They would be stringing yellow crime-scene tape all over the back lot, but surely they'd let me get my car out first-

That's when it hit me that they would probably cordon off the entire building and two parking lots. I wouldn't be able to open tomorrow, and maybe not the next day either. Or maybe not for a lot longer than that.

"Not much longer," he said, drawing my attention back to him. When was your divorce?"

"Five years ago. Why are you asking?"

"Does your ex-husband cause you any trouble?"

"Jason? Goodness, no. I haven't even seen him since the divorce."

"But he threatened you then?"

"It was a divorce. He threatened to trash my car. He never did, of course." Actually, he'd threatened to trash my car if I ever made certain information public. I had then threatened to make certain information public if he didn't shut up and give me everything I asked for-or at least, Siana had threatened it. I didn't think Wyatt needed to hear all of that, though. That comes under the heading of Too Much Information.

"Do you have any reason to think he might hold a grudge?"

Oh, I hoped so. That was why I still drove a Mercedes convertible. But I shook my head. "I don't see why. He remarried a few years ago, and from what I hear he's very happy."

"And no one else has threatened you in any way?"

"No. Why are you asking me all these questions?"

His expression was unreadable. "The victim is dressed almost identically to you. She was in a white convertible. It occurred to me, when I saw you and realized the similarities, that it was possible you were the intended victim after all."

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