Final Warning. Sandra Robbins
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Название: Final Warning
Автор: Sandra Robbins
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современная зарубежная литература
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C.J. had never thought of herself as a hard-core news reporter like those she saw on television, but suddenly she wanted the citizens of her town to know how this man had sabotaged their safety.
“Well, let’s just take the population increase,” she said. “Two years ago the council annexed all the property up to the Cumberland River Bridge. That added about three thousand households to the city. How many police officers and firefighters were hired after that?”
His hands shook, rattling the papers he held. “I’m not sure, but we’re always on the lookout for new recruits. I believe Oxford deserves the very best, and I won’t hire someone just for the sake of numbers. I want our fine officers to have people they can trust at their sides, those who will strive to give the best protection possible to the citizens of our city.”
The man was pathetic. His reply sounded like something a publicist would have written. How had the citizens of Oxford ever elected him? Then she remembered how he’d tried to charm her before the program and how he said he never did live interviews, only recorded ones that could be edited.
C.J. leaned back in her chair. “Thank you, Mr. Lawrence. Let’s take another caller.”
For the next forty-five minutes, callers attacked Caleb over issues from dissatisfaction with the winner in the Miss Oxford beauty pageant to the price of gasoline. Perspiration poured from his body with each new caller.
C.J. almost felt sorry for him. He’d discarded his crumpled tie and loosened the top buttons on his shirt. His face was bright red. There was no denying it. Caleb Lawrence looked as if he’d been tied up, strapped to a spit and grilled until well-done.
Caleb finished his remarks to a caller, and she noted that the hour was almost up. Time for one more call. She leaned forward. “Hello, caller. Do you have a question for Councilman Lawrence?”
A soft chuckle sounded on the line. “For both of you, C.J.”
Her eyes widened. Fala. She should have checked the screen before she answered. Too late she saw the private number displayed. She glanced into the next room where Harley stood alone, grinning at her. He’d pushed his glasses up on his head and stood with his hands on his hips, his sagging pants held up by the belt underneath his potbelly.
She swallowed. “What’s your question?”
“I was just thinking about poor Mary Warren and wondered if the councilman knows whether the police have any leads in her murder yet.”
Caleb pulled the microphone toward him. “Not yet, but we expect to apprehend this lunatic soon.”
C.J. shook her head and grabbed for the mic, but he pushed her hand away.
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